[Seasonal Event] won't stay quiet

KIADA you kneel and say your prayers with shaking hands and a mouth full of metal but the blood in your mouth tastes nothing Auni has no qualms about what happened over Longnight. He’s moved on, and he imagines that Kiada will too, one day. As he nears Melita, he notices the pumpkin and promptly ignores it, instead choosing to near the girl and sniff with the nub of his tail wagging excitedly. In the meantime, Kiada makes her way closer, watching Auni and almost feeling a pang of regret where the Luxere’s happiness clashes with her own inner turmoil. But there’s nothing she can do, and she realizes it. So she tries to push Auni’s thoughts back on his side of the bond, trying to not let them interfere with her own numbness. She isn’t successful. She nods to Melita when she speaks her name, and feels a slight need to shy away from the bright smile that the girl gives her. But she’s trying to be better, and she offers a small one of her own in response, even if it doesn’t reach her eyes. When she asks how she’s feeling, Kiada rolls her shoulders in a quiet shrug before running a hand through her hair. She feels awkward, like a stranger in her own body. “Better I think.” She says quietly, but her icy eyes aim to meet Melita’s own gold eyes. The warmth to her cold. “I’m sorry for how I acted on Longnight.” She begins, shifting on her feet. “Thank you… For helping me, that is.” Her hand lowers from her head to her side again, and her eyes drop from the girl to the work she’s been doing. Is she planting something? Perhaps she can help pay her back somehow, help her plant whatever it was she was planting and hoping to grow. “Do you want any help?” She asks, looking back to Melita with an almost avian-like tilt of her head. nothing, like holy wine as it drips from your tongue during confession and your hail mary feels h o l l o w in the face of all that r e d