wakey wakey eggs and bake-y

However offhand his comment was, Zola took him seriously kind of. She sat close and pressed against him, freely offering her warmth. He gave her an uneven grin as she reassured him that she did not in fact intend to swim today. The corners of his lips pulled back at her confession before dipping into the food provided. He looked back up to her as he swallowed his first large bite. ”How about we stroll?” Eliphas interjected as she laid out more detail for their next couple of days. The mystic conceded.

She said she’d rested, and the boy had to take her word for it. He leaned into her as dual colored eyes watched with curiosity as the ash filled snow fell. She hadn’t seen snow. He grinned wider, the forest he’d lived in was very much seasonal. They experienced spring, summer, autumn, and winter. ”Well, take away the ash and its water. When its cold the rain comes down as snow instead.” He told her simply, watching her bright eyes as they took in the new experiences.