living daze

*Lark* · 07-11-2015, 08:24 PM

Lark felt a sudden, aching emptiness. He knew he wished that stuff hadn't happened to her, and he knew he ought to feel sad and distraught at her story and all she had been through - but he simply didn't. There was a disconnect there that suddenly hit him and he stared down at his reflection, considering. Calypsei had seemed so stubborn and cold to him before, without much warmth at all, and now he saw this side of her. He didn't fault her for it, but he also didn't know quite how to deal with it.

He didn't know if his silence helped or not. She seemed to recover quickly, turning to speak to him again. The words she spoke about the past and the future. Lark would not solemnly in response. "That's a good way to think about things," he agreed slowly. "I want to continue fighting. To help guard Abaven and my family." And that was it. He didn't know anything beyond that, and he turned to eye her with a shrug, wondering if she had wanted a more thorough answer.

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