Fantasy and dreams

He grinned, realising a lot of his worries had melted away while he had been talking to Ignita. He couldn't remember the last time someone had been so easy to talk to. At least outside of his family. He sheathed the sword so it wouldn't get dirty and placed it back on the ground between them again. If she wanted a closer look, he wasn't going to deny her.


When she leaned forward, looking into his eyes he paused. His mind suddenly wiped blank as he stared at her. and why was his heart suddenly picking up in his chest. “Oh. Uh.” He said, scrambling for words. “I'd like that too, Iggy.” He whispered, leaning a little closer to her.