03-19-2021, 05:08 PM
Her head tilted at the odd question, skin prickling uncomfortably. With less caution than was due, she stepped nearer the hollow voice. There was a depth of despair there that nudged her on, the vague feeling that maybe she could help overriding any common sense. She had precious little of that to begin with.
Mulling over the question, she shrugged unseen. "It's been quite awhile since I last had a philosophy lesson, but- no, I don't think so?" She mused aloud, smiling softly into the dark. "But even though it probably won't make any difference in to grand scheme of things, I'd still like to know. For my own sake." Her dappled wings rustled as she moved, intentionally allowing him to know where she was. An offering of trust in the dark.
"Again, probably doesn't matter. I'm likely just to be a blip on your day, never to be thought of again. But my name is Laia; Do with that knowledge what you will." Another offering, one entrenched in days of sunlight and warmth, before fear ruled the world. Days that seemed eons ago.
Some stray hint of light, perhaps shed by the diseased sun, caught on the back of the one who she was speaking with. A glint of color that she thrilled in for the brief moment it existed. Barely more than a heartbeat long. It was blue, though, she'd been sure of it.
@[gravitas]
Mulling over the question, she shrugged unseen. "It's been quite awhile since I last had a philosophy lesson, but- no, I don't think so?" She mused aloud, smiling softly into the dark. "But even though it probably won't make any difference in to grand scheme of things, I'd still like to know. For my own sake." Her dappled wings rustled as she moved, intentionally allowing him to know where she was. An offering of trust in the dark.
"Again, probably doesn't matter. I'm likely just to be a blip on your day, never to be thought of again. But my name is Laia; Do with that knowledge what you will." Another offering, one entrenched in days of sunlight and warmth, before fear ruled the world. Days that seemed eons ago.
Some stray hint of light, perhaps shed by the diseased sun, caught on the back of the one who she was speaking with. A glint of color that she thrilled in for the brief moment it existed. Barely more than a heartbeat long. It was blue, though, she'd been sure of it.
@[gravitas]