oh i got troubles that won't let me be, but i won't get tired, set the world on fire
She explains a small makeshift roster of what they’ll do, her hand smoothing over dark hair, and he sighs content it into the touch. “I want to try fried fish.” He rumbles quietly, recalling seeing a few people on the beach selling them but having nothing to barter for it at the time. But then the subject of the woods and hunting has his eyes opening again, a wider crookedly boyish smile spreading along his face. “I wanna do that too!” He chimes with all the excitement for when the sun rises again.
But the subject of Remi and Ronin extinguishes it as he focuses on what would happen. And while he didn’t know what it was like to live in the Grounds for LongNight, Vai had fully equipped him to understand what it was like. But it still doesn’t stop the sinking feeling in his gut, the uncertainty, the frown splitting his face as he ducks his head again. “What if they don’t come back?” He asks quietly, uncertainly. “Or what if they do and they come back wrong?”
But the subject of Remi and Ronin extinguishes it as he focuses on what would happen. And while he didn’t know what it was like to live in the Grounds for LongNight, Vai had fully equipped him to understand what it was like. But it still doesn’t stop the sinking feeling in his gut, the uncertainty, the frown splitting his face as he ducks his head again. “What if they don’t come back?” He asks quietly, uncertainly. “Or what if they do and they come back wrong?”
'till my troubles got trouble with me
FELIX
