Windsong
07-02-2016, 08:25 PM
He stood in rapt attention, waiting for his aunt to speak as his mind cycled through symptoms and combinations. There had to be something he was missing. He nodded as she asked him to join her on her patrol. ”Det ville være en glede for meg" He fell in beside his aunt and allowed her to take the lead. For awhile he held silent, unsure what to even talk about. He was having a hard time feeling like himself again and he didn’t want to appear weak in front of Yfir’s leader, whether she was family or not. “Katja, how are you doing?” Walk, "Talk" Think |