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06-14-2013, 12:42 PM
He was so cold, so withdrawn... What all had been going on in his life these past seasons to make his icy reputation seem more than just that, a reputation? She wanted to ask, but knew he wouldn't say. It would be prying, and neither one knew the other well enough for such things to be quite acceptable. She could only wonder, to herself.
The smallest hints of exterior interest added new depth to words spoken sparingly. Her lips quirked at his comment, and she chuckled softly. "You have no idea how busy, when the youngest can fly off whenever she chooses to. Having Zaffre is a small blessing then, until she loses him." Which was easier for Israfel to do than it ever had been for Kimber. Being able to teleport in a pillar of flame did have its advantages, after all.
When her gaze met his after dropping that little tidbit of information of the Edge, she admired the degree of calm he maintained. He was one of the leaders there, and so was at least somewhat responsible for what had gone on. She wondered how much he was aware of, that he'd come over to say hello in the wake of all that had happened.
"One of yours has stolen one of ours, little news there since that game seems to be never-ending. But one of our Glaziers witnessed your Time Mender murdering his mother." It was all she knew that could be laid at the door of the Basin. "Poor news indeed after our Moon Doctor was killed." Leaving her to take his place. Mildly she wondered what that meant for her, or if he didn't remember her offhand comment of becoming a healer upon joining the Edge, last they'd spoken. Really she wouldn't blame him for not remembering, considering the distraction that had been Roy.
The smallest hints of exterior interest added new depth to words spoken sparingly. Her lips quirked at his comment, and she chuckled softly. "You have no idea how busy, when the youngest can fly off whenever she chooses to. Having Zaffre is a small blessing then, until she loses him." Which was easier for Israfel to do than it ever had been for Kimber. Being able to teleport in a pillar of flame did have its advantages, after all.
When her gaze met his after dropping that little tidbit of information of the Edge, she admired the degree of calm he maintained. He was one of the leaders there, and so was at least somewhat responsible for what had gone on. She wondered how much he was aware of, that he'd come over to say hello in the wake of all that had happened.
"One of yours has stolen one of ours, little news there since that game seems to be never-ending. But one of our Glaziers witnessed your Time Mender murdering his mother." It was all she knew that could be laid at the door of the Basin. "Poor news indeed after our Moon Doctor was killed." Leaving her to take his place. Mildly she wondered what that meant for her, or if he didn't remember her offhand comment of becoming a healer upon joining the Edge, last they'd spoken. Really she wouldn't blame him for not remembering, considering the distraction that had been Roy.
