Seasons greetings

*Starling* · 08-22-2015, 11:44 AM

Starling would stare down at the plants, nodding at her explanation of poison ivy and posion oak. He stared for a long while, taking in everything about the plants and imprinting them in his memory. ""Fumo Terra, pistone di signora e calendula..." He whispered to himself, cataloging it in his memory. As she explained Earth smoke he couldn't help but smile softly, lifting sky blue eyes up to her as she censored herself in her explination. He shook his head slightly. "Y-you don't...have t-to be careful with y-your explinations, A-arian. If I'm s-supposed to be a h-healer, I should b-be able t-to handle th-these things rig-ght?" He asked gently. He needed to know that a herb helped the urinary tract, he needed to be able to handle it. Blood, gore, he had to be able to keep a stone face, able to think clearly as he did miracles with plants and intuition.

When the conversation shifted he'd tilt his head, eyes widening before narrowing slightly as the gears in his head spun. She warned him of a man she was handing her throne over too and that he should warn his father. That was his red flag, his chest squeezing slightly as he gazed at her. "W-why are y-you giving up S-sonticus?" He asked lightly, tilting his head the other way as he did and reguarding her. "Y-you're a leader! Sh-shouldn't you m-make s-sure th-that-t something is r-right be-before you d-do it? I-if he's s-someone t-to be wary of, h-he shouldn't h-have a-any p-power, right? W-what if h-he g-gets a-an army, h-he could h-hurt people!" Star's voice was forever steady, curious over accusing. He didn't understand most politics. "D-don't you h-have warriors? O-or does h-he have an army al-already? I-is he...is he p-pressuring you?" Oh that wouldn't be good. He should warn his father now! If this Sin guy had enough power to force Arian to give him her throne, he would be an incredible danger, right?

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