A Chance Meeting

Caiside’s life had taken an unusual feeling turn since the chill of Longnight had faded away. Hewas busy, between his work at the smith and his own personal answer seeking, he had hardly had time to himself. When he did have time to spare, he found himself either wandering the forests, searching for clues from when he first arrived, or in the temple, pondering the shrine and the experience he had had. Today found him heading towards the latter, seeking the quiet solitude the temple usually held. Given what he wanted, it seemed only right that his wish was denied. Another man, a child really, sat in one of the benches, a tune on his lips and a weight in his stance. For a moment, Caiside considered turning around, and pretending like he hadn’t seen the other, but... he really wanted this time. Stifling a sigh, Caiside approached the bench Emmet sat on as quietly as possible. Once he was nearly behind emmet, he leaned over the back casually, staring at the spot the other man was for a moment before looking up to face him. ”That is quite the world weary gaze for someone so young.” He offered, his tone light and neutral. As long as playing nice didn’t take too long, he would do it. Caiside Deep in the ocean, dead and cast away Where innocence is burned in flames A million miles from home, I'm walking ahead I'm frozen to the bones, I am...