These Quiet Moments

Caedes eyed his work with satisfaction, neatly gathering his supplies and tools back into his satchel. Mentally noting to replenish his stock of antiseptic concoction and cloth, he allowed a pleased smirk to grace his lips. His gaze flickered to Mariah's face as she spoke of his teacher, a twinkle of fondness showing in his eyes. Her curious demand stirred memories of past lessons and fleeting moments of joy, which he had only ever kept to himself until now.

"She truly is exceptional," Caedes responded, his voice carrying a reverence born of deep respect for his mentor. “My guiding light in my darkest days, she taught me not only healing but values not often seen in my kin." As he reflected on his teacher's influence, Caedes realized he hadn't divulged her identity to Mariah yet, but she already had a question that beat him to it with her inquiry about his family. He stared for a moment, while the longing to share his story with her warred with the uncertainty of which parts to reveal.