He tells her "ooh love".
If she only had Kharon’s ability to read minds, then she surely would’ve been flustered by his thoughts. Probably quite flattered too. But she doesn’t. And with the autumn not having any effect on her – yet – she is completely oblivious to it all. Or at least, all that go further a normal good friendship.
That there is at least some sort of connect, she’s aware of. After all, Kylin is rather fond of Ivar too. It’s not like she would get this close and cosy with someone she didn’t like, or know. And thus far he hadn’t let her down either.
So she’s more than thrilled to learn that she’s not disappointing him either. That is how she interpret his words. Kylin is smiling, only tearing her gaze away from the colourful birds to quickly look at Ivar. Though she did not expect him to meet her gaze this quickly. The birds still chatter all around them, wings carrying them from tree to tree as they don’t seemed too spooked by their arrival. ”No” she shakes her head, glancing up for a short second before looking at Ivar again. ”Not that I know of. Just us and the parrots – that is how dad calls them. Ischia is pretty quiet.”
Well there was this huge creature she had ran into on the beach, but Kylin wasn’t sure what it was. Nor if it actually belonged on the isle, so she decides not to mention it. Her experience with it hadn’t been too good either. So instead she turns to look at the huge tree that not too far from them, it’s branches full of birds. ”Do you see that huge tree over there?” she asks her Ivar, nodding to it as she speaks. ”It’s the biggest one in whole Ischia. I like to call it mother tree.”
She doesn’t know why she tells him, suddenly feeling a little silly about it. Who named a tree after all? But it’s too late to take her words back now, Kylin just hoped he wouldn’t find her too crazy.