love should be as flowers of the weedy sort
She sits up straighter and lets go of her hold on the pancake mix as he takes it away to begin cooking, and she wonders vaguely if she can also help with that - but the subject matter at hand is a little more pressing. Kamaria would've wanted to meet Sunjata's mother, to know her grandmother. Or her grandfather.
Her head quirks to one side, almost birdlike in nature, at the mention of not being from this world. Confusing indeed! Her lips purse together tightly and her little brows furrow. "Plucked?!" She repeats the word, almost shocked by it. She swallows, trying to process this. So he's not from Caido, not even from its stars - no, more than that, there are other stars out there, other Caidos. Or maybe worlds completely unlike Caido at all. The thought brings a wonderous light to her eyes, although it dims quickly as she realizes what that means for Sunjata's mother.
Kamaria hesitates before she hops down from the island counter, landing with a thump and a little unsteadily, but otherwise she's still on her feet. Recovering quickly from this, she walks over to stand beside Sunjata and look up at him. His hands are busy, so she grabs his pants and curls her fingers around the material.
Her lower lip pouts subconsciously. She doesn't know what to say. His mother is gone, forever? "So you don't have a mommy or a daddy anymore?" She asks, and just asking the question makes her even sadder. Tears start to sting at her eyes.
Her head quirks to one side, almost birdlike in nature, at the mention of not being from this world. Confusing indeed! Her lips purse together tightly and her little brows furrow. "Plucked?!" She repeats the word, almost shocked by it. She swallows, trying to process this. So he's not from Caido, not even from its stars - no, more than that, there are other stars out there, other Caidos. Or maybe worlds completely unlike Caido at all. The thought brings a wonderous light to her eyes, although it dims quickly as she realizes what that means for Sunjata's mother.
Kamaria hesitates before she hops down from the island counter, landing with a thump and a little unsteadily, but otherwise she's still on her feet. Recovering quickly from this, she walks over to stand beside Sunjata and look up at him. His hands are busy, so she grabs his pants and curls her fingers around the material.
Her lower lip pouts subconsciously. She doesn't know what to say. His mother is gone, forever? "So you don't have a mommy or a daddy anymore?" She asks, and just asking the question makes her even sadder. Tears start to sting at her eyes.
they break through cement and persist
Kamaria
