fallenmarionettes
⊰ ཊ۞ཧ ⊱───── The younger Eldarian was pulled from his thoughtful reprieve by the captain’s voice. Faize deftly turned towards him and offered a soft smile.
“Oh. It’s nothing, sir. I was just thinking,” he explained, though it was obvious he was thinking a little too deeply to have such a distant tone at the edge of his voice.
“Oh?” He replied before crossing his strong arms over his chest to return to his usual position against the wall.
“Anything particularly interesting?”












