Cool guys don't look at explosions, even if they're imaginary
Edmund nods, not fully understanding how it all happened, but getting enough. Frey was a goddess of nature and being near her had made him big. That was simple enough to grasp but it only opened up more questions. Before he could ask mummy talked about all of the people from his memories. Edmund was excited to see Harper again and hopefully he'd be able to see Mr. Sunjata again too. Mr. Sunjata might need another hug, moving might not have been enough.
The tears and obvious distress of his mummy make all of Edmund's thoughts screech to a stop. "Mummy?" He asked, voice shaking in response to his mum's heartbreak. This was even harder for the child to understand. His papa loved him but still left? He wanted to stay but couldn't? How did that even work?
Edmund bit his lip, sniffling slightly. "So papa is not coming back?" Maybe he wasn't understanding? Maybe it wasn't true? At the moment all the child felt was sadness and grief, longing for his papa. In a few years when he could actually understand what had happened and why Locke had left, that might change. It was possible that the sadness would turn to rage, but only time would tell.
The tears and obvious distress of his mummy make all of Edmund's thoughts screech to a stop. "Mummy?" He asked, voice shaking in response to his mum's heartbreak. This was even harder for the child to understand. His papa loved him but still left? He wanted to stay but couldn't? How did that even work?
Edmund bit his lip, sniffling slightly. "So papa is not coming back?" Maybe he wasn't understanding? Maybe it wasn't true? At the moment all the child felt was sadness and grief, longing for his papa. In a few years when he could actually understand what had happened and why Locke had left, that might change. It was possible that the sadness would turn to rage, but only time would tell.
EDMUND
