my greatest flaw is a human heart
Peter is content to watch her interact with the tree, instead of reaching out himself again. He doesn’t know if it’s the lack of sensation, or the simple weirdness of it, but something makes him hesitate, focusing on Arialla’s answer instead.
”Oh, me uh... me too.” About the outlander things at least, though the dryads comment immediately filled him with a buzzing curiosity. ”What kinds of spirits? Were they magic? I never... I never actually saw uh, trees, where I’m from. Except stone ones.” His mouth moves a mile a minute, words dragging in their haste to keep up.
Just as suddenly as the animation had come over him, it stops, a hand clapping over his mouth and an embarrassed, apologetic look crossing his face.
”Oh, me uh... me too.” About the outlander things at least, though the dryads comment immediately filled him with a buzzing curiosity. ”What kinds of spirits? Were they magic? I never... I never actually saw uh, trees, where I’m from. Except stone ones.” His mouth moves a mile a minute, words dragging in their haste to keep up.
Just as suddenly as the animation had come over him, it stops, a hand clapping over his mouth and an embarrassed, apologetic look crossing his face.
PETER
