"Young? And how might you know how old I am?" He was, though, in the scheme of things, and he knew it It didn't negate his power or his ability, but he wasn't at the beginning of things. That this one would call him young, well. That said all sorts of interesting things about him too. And he wasn't even being careful about it.
"I suppose the sun must have missed you, then, to make you so happy. I suppose I've grown accustomed to seeing it." Too comfortable with its presence, a thing he took for granted. He should have learned his lesson by now. Maybe one day, eventually, he would.
His smile faltered, though, slightly, at the advice, and he hesitated for half a breath, trying to determine how much to tell a stranger. How many secrets did he have, though, really? Everyhar knew the story. Here it might have been different, but he wasn't ashamed so much as cautious. He'd been victimized. There was a difference.
"Ah, but I have tried that already, and found only pain at the end of it." Not only pain, but more than enough for a lifetime. "Maybe you'll have better luck than I did."
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"I suppose the sun must have missed you, then, to make you so happy. I suppose I've grown accustomed to seeing it." Too comfortable with its presence, a thing he took for granted. He should have learned his lesson by now. Maybe one day, eventually, he would.
His smile faltered, though, slightly, at the advice, and he hesitated for half a breath, trying to determine how much to tell a stranger. How many secrets did he have, though, really? Everyhar knew the story. Here it might have been different, but he wasn't ashamed so much as cautious. He'd been victimized. There was a difference.
"Ah, but I have tried that already, and found only pain at the end of it." Not only pain, but more than enough for a lifetime. "Maybe you'll have better luck than I did."