it's just a spark, but it's enough to keep me going
Whatever Sohalia had expected, Morgen was certainly not it. Where he'd been stern and firm with the unicorns, his voice turned gentle and his eyes turned kind when he shifted his attention to her. As the unicorns moved away, Soh began to relax. The man dismounted from his mare with the ease of long practice, turned to her, tugged off a glove, and offered a hand. Soh took it shyly. "I'm Sohalia," she said. "Sohalia Lumaris, but my friends call me Soh!"
As soon as the words were out of her mouth, she regretted them. Morgen was older and wiser than her (clearly) and she wasn't sure that that was the way that one should introduce themselves to someone like that. Besides, it was far too early in the conversation to call them acquaintances, let alone friends. Soh was slightly flustered when Morgen asked his next question - so much so that she nearly missed it altogether. "Oh - I don't... think I'm lost," she told him, which was about as clear as mud. "What I mean to say is, I'm just exploring!"
As soon as the words were out of her mouth, she regretted them. Morgen was older and wiser than her (clearly) and she wasn't sure that that was the way that one should introduce themselves to someone like that. Besides, it was far too early in the conversation to call them acquaintances, let alone friends. Soh was slightly flustered when Morgen asked his next question - so much so that she nearly missed it altogether. "Oh - I don't... think I'm lost," she told him, which was about as clear as mud. "What I mean to say is, I'm just exploring!"
and when it's dark out, no one's around; it keeps glowing
SohaLia
