You're Gonna Go Far, Kid

Absinth stared, amused as the boy set to work giving her his best attentive look, putting away his wings and sitting with a childish eagerness that he exuded throughout his body, even down to his toes. It got him a chuckle from her, her lips splitting with a smile she couldn’t help showing. She took a moment to listen to his explanation of a recent learning experience, something about guts. Well. It wasn’t necessarily wrong, but it was an odd part of battle to build off of.

”Yes, well that’s one part of battle. Making sure it’s not your guts that get split on the ground, or the guts of someone you love.” Absinth responded, dipping into a heavier tone but not trying to make it sound too menacing. He was a child after all. She wasn’t about to explain evisceration  and bloodbaths to him. Time would do that — the world would… with all its cruelties. ”For now show me what you can do, little bird.” With that Absinth stood, gesturing for the boy to rise as well and put that energy to good use.


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