and the sky was littered with the corpses of stars
A smile crosses their face when she mentions that they’ve given each other a lot to think about. It’s true, there’s so much that Azrael has to mull over, has to figure out how to ask their father, a part of them wondering whether or not Bastien was a part of it all. And wouldn’t that be a horrible blow. A question is given next, however, something that they can both answer and… Not answer, in a sense. “They’ve been good to me.” They say at first, thinking it over. “I don’t see them very often but when I was little, a few of them watched me for my Papa.” They admit, a softer fanged smile crossing their face. “They haven’t been around since then.” Mabel and Evelyn, long gone, their whereabouts unknown to Azrael specifically and yet…
Perhaps if they asked they’d find out they weren’t ever coming back. But they don’t know this, and they can’t offer much else. “I want to try and ask them to help me make the Ruins better. I think they would help.” They offer a bit more resolution with their tone, a feeling that they likely could get their family to help them with that task.
But of other things? They don’t know what else to say.
this one night, i saw a million lightyears pass
Azrael
