Learn | Dhani & Layla
Dhani had left the fantastic little party grotto Layla had found early the night before, partly over the argument with Layla and Professor Rosier, but mostly because he had drank too much that night and didn’t wish to escalate anything out of the blue because he thought of some new point. Which he was far more prone to do when drunk. Not to mention bad memories of his own childhood, ones he told himself he was long over, ones that faded in comparison to the following year. Being bullied at age seven meant nothing when you were eight and your mother was dying. Even less when you were ten and your best friend was in danger of it as well.
But thinking of all that, Dhani had more or less discounted, or at least devalued, Layla’s point of view. Raziel had his reasons for hating angels and while Dhani fully disagreed with such a brush off, he couldn’t see Layla’s experience as quiet the same thing. Especially when he didn’t know enough about vessel witches. He had always felt conflicted when around Layla. He loved her as a friend, fascinated with her journey now, eager to help her discover new things, especially music. But he had gotten to know Winter in a way few people did, though he questioned her kindness towards him constantly. She had manipulated him and used him, publicly, to show off her power. But he had seen her vulnerable and kind with him as well. How much effort would it have taken for her to just... be nicer in life? It was something Dhani wouldn’t get to know, but with the visit home with Warren, it was bringing up similar questions. Ones Dhani wouldn’t get to explore with Warren, now that he was unclaimed. Questions that Dhani believed were their own answer for why Dhani was unclaimed.
Winter was gone and Layla had struggled and survived to be here. Dhani had made a promise to himself not to take his friends for granted, and so he sought Layla out, hoping to talk with her and learn more.
It was raining a bit, drizzling really, but Dhani didn’t mind. It was still warm and he particularly loved rain in warmer weather. He walked to Jace’s home, knowing Layla hadn’t any classes at the time, but hoping she would be there.
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