She had lost track of how long it had been. For someone like her, time flew by quickly. A day to her could be a year to others. She had gotten used to that.
But when she actively started searching for something, someone, time seemed to slow down. It was as if she was feeling times effects for the first time. It was odd, and she’s not entirely sure if she likes it. But it’s never a matter of if she likes something, it has never been about her. It’s been about them. The twins that Enna Kros cared for, for the world she cared for. It was always about them.
She approached him with ghost-like steps, not making a sound. The only sound in this place was the sound of his broken laugh, his tears. He doesn’t notice her approaching, not until her hand is on his face. He tenses, and for once, her gaze softens. She could only imagine what had happened to him in the time him and his sister have been gone from grymiore. Gently, slowly, she is wiping his tears away. It was the least she could do. She was the one that woke them up and put their adventure into motion.
Perhaps if she didn’t, he wouldn’t be here right now. They would still be safe, in her nine wood hills-
“Hello, Lann.” She smiled softly, finally pulling her hands away. The Girl knells down infront of Lann then, hands going into her lap. “You’re a tough person to find.”
She reaches forward again, cupping his face and gently pulling his head further up so she could get a better look at him. Those eyes....she didn’t think she would ever see that kind of look in his eyes. She thought look was reserved for her own eyes, and hers alone.
“You’ve been through alot.” She states the obvious, dropping her hands once more. “I’d offer you some tea, but this isn’t my dreamscape - it’s yours.”
