Lost Without You

Apathy was a word Lark would've been surprised to know surprised him. Perhaps it was just that he seemed apathetic, because he knew his demeanor could be a bit.. aloof. Hiding his feelings just seemed far easier than sharing them, truth be told. Safer, too. He eyed her, watching hemmthe gears turn inside her own head, wondering how she felt. He wasn't surprised that she didn't apologetic - she'd always been a stubborn one, he knew that - but he hadn't expected her to speak so openly. Truthfully he hadn't thought much of what he might say to Lillie when they finally got the opportunity to speak privately. He'd been avoiding it, but he didn't have the option to leave now.

Her promise was refreshing. She would always come back. It was something he feared now.. those he loved leaving.. though it was hard to admit it was a sore spot for im him,  even if others realized it. His brows furrowed as he gazed at her, fighting the sudden urge to move closer. "You better," he said firmly, voice laced with seriousness. He didn't like picturing a world without her. That was why this had hurt him so badly. "I.. guess I like having you around." Being so frustrated was exhausting, and slowly he felt the anger slip away from him as he cracked the smallest smile in her direction. Saying he liked her was an understatement but that was something else far too trying to figure out right now.