If you're caught in the shadow then turn around
If you hear my voice, follow the sound
'Cause I'm here to guide you home
If you hear my voice, follow the sound
'Cause I'm here to guide you home
She nodded, accepting of the lack of immediate ideas. Seren couldn't think of anyone straight off the bat either; her father and Remi were always closest to her mind, and though she might be inclined to invite the Lullaby, she wasn't sure he would be interested in coming along. There was the matter of Mateo too; it wouldn't feel right to drag both the boys parents away at the same time.
Slumping down to sit on the sand, content to let Deimos pace at his own leisure, the young woman nevertheless followed him with her gaze. Calm and steady, now that the topics that made her excited had been dealt with, she couldn't help but roll her eyes slightly at his reply.
"Why do you assume that anything you could say or ask of me would be a burden? Talking to you certainly isn't. And if you haven't noticed, I am really good at making things lighter."
Case in point, she forced her blessings on the area surrounding herself, and all about her both rocks and sand, items and baubles began to bob slightly, drifting upwards on unseen torrents. But Seren remained moored in place, immovable as a cliff.
"What do you think I will do? Cry? Break down? Stop liking you? Betray your trust?"
Tapping a blue-toned seashell with a finger, she watched it zoom off towards the General. If he didn't catch it or step out of the way, it was set on a course to thump straight into his chest.
Slumping down to sit on the sand, content to let Deimos pace at his own leisure, the young woman nevertheless followed him with her gaze. Calm and steady, now that the topics that made her excited had been dealt with, she couldn't help but roll her eyes slightly at his reply.
"Why do you assume that anything you could say or ask of me would be a burden? Talking to you certainly isn't. And if you haven't noticed, I am really good at making things lighter."
Case in point, she forced her blessings on the area surrounding herself, and all about her both rocks and sand, items and baubles began to bob slightly, drifting upwards on unseen torrents. But Seren remained moored in place, immovable as a cliff.
"What do you think I will do? Cry? Break down? Stop liking you? Betray your trust?"
Tapping a blue-toned seashell with a finger, she watched it zoom off towards the General. If he didn't catch it or step out of the way, it was set on a course to thump straight into his chest.
Seren
