living daze
07-07-2015, 11:54 AM
(This post was last modified: 07-07-2015, 11:55 AM by Lark.)
Though he was still young, he was not totally oblivious. He knew the world was not always a great place. He'd seen the state his father was in when he'd returned from trying to bring his aunt Rhythm home. Though the thought of actually killing someone was quite abstract to him, he knew it was a reality that he might have to face someday. What if someone even threatened Abaven - or worse, his family? His demeanor grew a bit more serious as Calypsei spoke. Wait - did he hear that right? His ears swiveled toward her, his eyes widening a bit as he stared at the girl as she looked away. "Holy crap, really?" he'd ask, his voice level still, though slightly incredulous. Had she done it on purpose, he wondered? It didn't seem like something she wanted to talk about necessarily, and yet he couldn't help but go on, driven by his curiosity and an insatiable need to be answered. Though he knew it was wrong to probe when it might make someone uncomfortable, that wouldn't stop him. "Why'd you do it? Did it feel.. weird?" Lark felt like he ought to be appalled by her admission, but instead he merely felt inquisitive and a bit stunned.. and maybe even impressed. |
