He would be sitting in the clearing they usually left for meetings with Odette went looking for him, he liked the fresh air, the solitude the place held when it was empty and needed a chance to think. He wished Dayton was here, so he could talk to the boy he had known the longest of anyone in Alacritis. Oddly, he hadn't even thought of Odette until she moved into the clearing, but when she did he remembered their times together, their adventures in the storm and bear cave, their times fishing. Odette was light hearted, she was sweet and held the making of a true friend, suddenly he couldn't imagine anyone he would rather talk to in that moment. An added bonus, she was female, so perhaps she could help him unravel the workings of the female mind, help him find some answers to bring him and Sibelle back to how they had been.
?Odette.. Hey, I haven't seen you for a while. Do you.. have a moment to talk?? he asked, almost shyly at the thought of dredging up all the worries in his head and showing them to another, even if it was to an old friend.
