they promised that dreams come true
Mom would be proud. She’d tell him this (if she could read minds) even without knowing his mother, but he is friendly and polite and she relaxes slightly. Making friends has never been Ori’s strong suit. She has met others, but more often they come up to her, and she has never been particularly good at keeping up with acquaintances and so they never become anything more. Only Petron had been an exception, perhaps Castile just slightly though she cannot call him a friend. He was a captor and the closest thing she’d had to a family growing up. No wonder her ability to maintain relationships is questionable at best.
If only she could read minds though. It might set them both at ease to know that small talk is not their strong suit. Funny really, given that she was the one that came up to him, though she will always break the ice by asking strangers to tell her a story. She paints that story for them, and they can spend some time somewhere else and the awkwardness fades away. His slightly awkward questions don’t bother her though, but rather put her at ease even more, and the hestiance she’d shown before begins to slip away.
”I do, though I’m often in the sky, she says, nodding up slightly, indicating the place where she had just come from. She is a land dweller, certainly, but there’s something safe about being up in the sky. It doesn’t make her feel so terrible, really, to be alone up there. It’s a place where it feels like one is supposed to be alone. ”The meadow is a good place to spend some time though. It’s usually quite pretty here.” She pauses, not minding the small talk that comes easier now as they begin. ”Do you have family in the forest?” she asks, finding it a slightly unusual place to grow up for a young stallion and yet, there is a reserved empathy in her voice. After all, she’d grown up without a family, and so she understands that pain well, but it’s entirely possible his parents simply didn’t want to live in one of the lands. She doesn’t want to assume that they are alike here.
but they forgot that nightmares are dreams too
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