the first and simplest emotion which we discover in the human mind, is curiosity
Their eyes grow wide when Bastien mentions that the Fae live in the trees – their eyes flickering around the large trunks of the ones that surround them, as if they might spot little doors etched into the bark. But they’re distracted, still clinging to Bastien as they inspect the petals, looking down at the ones that Bastien places in their hands – their fingers feeling the velveteen touch. “Oh.” They say in response to the comment of dating – not really understanding but doing their best.
But then their eyes are looking back up to Bastien as they squish the petals in their hands. There’s a fond smile that crosses Azrael’s face with the memory Bastien gives, as if they might be able to picture it. It’s all they have of her, after all, bits and pieces of her and a very busy imagination.
But Evelyn appears and Az continues to squeeze the petals as their honeyed gaze flickers toward her with a wider grin as soon as Bastien agrees. “Yes please!” They say, darting forward toward the girl, the petals in their hands forgotten about as soon as the others begin to lift around them – their hands reaching to try and snatch them out of the air with little jumps and hops.
But then their eyes are looking back up to Bastien as they squish the petals in their hands. There’s a fond smile that crosses Azrael’s face with the memory Bastien gives, as if they might be able to picture it. It’s all they have of her, after all, bits and pieces of her and a very busy imagination.
But Evelyn appears and Az continues to squeeze the petals as their honeyed gaze flickers toward her with a wider grin as soon as Bastien agrees. “Yes please!” They say, darting forward toward the girl, the petals in their hands forgotten about as soon as the others begin to lift around them – their hands reaching to try and snatch them out of the air with little jumps and hops.
Azrael
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