A Chance Meeting

Caiside couldn't help but laugh when he saw the boy startle, mean as it felt. The smile persisted until Emmett calmed down, and spoke again. "I'm the one who should be apologizing. It wasn't my intention to scare you." The was a gentle lilt in his voice, well practiced from years of dealing with hostile people. Not that Caiside really thought the boy was hostile, just... hurting. Maybe he should spend some of his reflection time helping someone else. It couldn't hurt him, even if it didn't necessarily make him feel good. With the softest noise of strain, Caiside climbed over the bench to sit beside Emmett, the action looking far more graceful than it had any real right to. "There must be some heavy weights, if they've brought you so low so young." He cocked his head, the perfect picture of attentiveness. There was a chance he could actually help, he was more than aware of how it felt to be shouldering burdens he had no business holding. 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...