All I Ever Was

Talyssa took a moment to consider his question, her brow furrowing with thought as she observed the way Quill's eyes seemed to dance with curiosity. “The plan?” She echoed, allowing the words to hang in the chilly air for a moment longer than necessary. A part of her wanted to say that her plan was to study harder, to bury herself in scrolls and ink until she could unravel every mystery of the world before her. Yet another part, the part that craved connection and warmth, whispered something else. “I’ve never been good at plans.” She took a deep breath, the crisp winter air filling her lungs, and let the moment stretch a little longer, trying to gather her thoughts.

After a heartbeat, Talyssa felt the weight of her indecision pressing down as she wiped the snow from a nearby stone with her paw, the cold seeping in as she traced patterns into the white expanse. “Do you know what you want, Quill?” She asked lightly, searching his expression for a glimmer of certainty amidst the uncertainty.

"Talyssa Carpathius"