i want the world in my hands

He eyed her with growing curiosity as his innocent question elicited a strange response from her. She lowered her satchel and pulled out a blue bottle. “Oh” He said, surprised at her honesty and a little sheepish that his asking had brought it on. “That’s… that's a very sweet idea, Wren. You don’t have to tell me, you know. Next time tap your nose and grin at me and keep me in the dark.” He winked at her and stepped closer.

Cautiously, because all this was still new to the both of them, he kissed her cheek. “But thank you for thinking of me” He said. Realising now that she must have sneaked away to look for glass for this very idea, and he had followed her over here and stood on her toes. He shook his head at himself. “But Something like that would be very precious to me” He admitted, voice softening even more. He tried not to think of his losses, through a little token from Wren would be his prized possession.


"Wren" & "Mercury"