Beating Heart

N/A · 09-23-2013, 10:45 PM

Sol found himself vaguely amused by the younger's reaction. Eight siblings was a lot, to be sure. It felt like his entire life was spent around puppies. His brothers, then the four new ones, and then of course his niece and nephews. He wouldn't have traded the memories for the world, though. Not even the bad ones, they made him who he was. The bad times gave him strength, and the good soothed his soul and gave him the confidence to smile.

She moved rather close to him then, and Solaris found his eyes widening. What was this, then? She tipped her head back to meet his gaze properly, and he fought back a smile. He was somewhat fascinated by Azalea. She seemed so aware of herself, aware of what movements and words would affect whoever she was speaking to. But it wasn't unnerving, in fact quite the opposite. He felt drawn, and hoped that he would see her again after they parted. To call her a friend would make him glad.

She said he reminded her of her brother, though the tail end of the statement sent his ears back in indignation. "More put together? Impossible. These legs go on for days, that's quite attractive to most, you know, and coupled with my dazzling personality, I'm a knock out!" A well timed sniff, and he tipped his head up to the side, as if refusing to spare another second on such petty rabble. But a beat later, the eye facing her peeked through, showing he was still listening, as she riddled off details about her siblings. Well, the last bit was funny enough. Fit right in, huh? "Funny, I was just thinking about how you sort of reminded me of my sister, Servia. She was so easy to talk to, kind of made everyone feel right at home."Smiling wistfully, he again tipped his crown skywards, visage intent as though searching for something.

He peeled his gaze away after an extended moment, laughing suddenly. "I guess you're right, the world is a lot smaller than you think. I'm glad to have met someone who isn't completely different from what I'm used to. It's nice." A far cry from Renesme indeed, who he still didn't know how to feel about. She was so strange to him. But this conversation, the unintentional way that it reminded him of home, made him feel like perhaps his decision to leave wasn't completely stupid. He could make it out here, somehow.

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