Her grandpa was so sweet... so respectful of others... She just almost hated it, because she was not. Sometimes she was so inconsiderate and stubborn in her opinion. Mismatched orbs hid this emotion, as he spoke, his own mismatched orbs settling on her. "Thanks Papa... If I see them, I'll be sure to tell them they are free to visit, if they aren't ready to join you yet..." A warm smile spread on her inky lips as she would inch forth toward her maternal grandfather, her eyes closing as she nuzzled him, inhaling his scent. It was time to go... perhaps. She withdrew herself and stood up. "Well, I should get going, if my siblings are around, they aren't going to suddenly appear." She gave a small chuckle before mismatched gems watched the Author, seeing if he would reply.
