wonders wont cease to amaze

The young Klein spent far too much of him time questioning his life and choices. Not for the first time even that day, he wondered if he was in the right place here in Elysium. Was keeping his oath so important that he go through with the agreement even when he wasn’t sure he fully understood the implications ahead of him. Avacyn had seemed so desperate though, like she well and truly did need him. Did that correlate at all with how he wanted his life ot go though? What was it that he truly wanted? Albion had known the answer once, when he was much younger, things were simpler, and he was so much more naive.

His thoughts were jumbled as such when he heard the disturbance behind him, the sound of Ava’s pawsteps preluded to her arrival, and Albi’s attention shifted to the dark eyed woman. Whenever she kept him company his thoughts seemed to settle, at least a little bit. He did enjoy being beside her as much as her attention. She sat close beside him, mentioning how much she thought about their night during the festival. He’d helped her wrangle that drunkard and they watched him wake up stranded in the water. The thought made him smile softly.

"You’d think he would have known by now that you shouldn’t get that drunk at parties.” Albion answered, kind of relieved they were talking about such frivolous memories instead of the deeper conundrum between them. The girl placed her paw over his then, and Albion’s blue glass gaze shifted to her ivory tipped paws over his own fair toes. "Yeah?” He asked her softly as she said how glad she was that he was here. He didn’t want to lie to her and return the sentiment when he wasn’t so sure how he felt yet. His gaze lifted to her features, the uncertainty visible despite his best efforts to cover it with the gentle grin she put there.

"Albion Baskara Klien"