A Strange Type Of Chemistry

Annette sighed and hung her head a little bit before looking over at Bogdan, "I understand you can't speak, but, I wish you could." She hung her head up a bit more after feeling him lift her chin up. Her light blue eyes, despite being clear, almost seemed to have a little sparkle in them left. The sun glistened over her coat and she closed her eyes, a small smile spreading across her maw. She enjoyed his company, and was happy to have a friend in this world.

"I appreciate you being here for me. I just wish that I could see you, even if it was only once," she explained, looking up at the sky even though she couldn't see the clouds that spread across the sky.