Everest
Always a touch awed by those capable of artistic persuits, the aviator watched in appreciative silence as Noe turned what looked like random brushstrokes, into the wonderful likeness of a dragon. "I'm sorry to hear that she's no longer with you." He offers gently. "Has she been gone for long?"
Attaching the braided juniper almost like a cable around his own lantern, which was incredibly plain and uninspired in comparison with the young dragoon's, Everest smiles to himself. "For my grandfather. My mom's dad. I never really got to meet him, or at least, not that I properly remember." He explains, sounding perhaps a touch bashful if only because the aviator had (thankfully, though perhaps unfairly) experienced very little death in his life thus far.
'I hope your lantern is chosen. For you and Koa both."
Attaching the braided juniper almost like a cable around his own lantern, which was incredibly plain and uninspired in comparison with the young dragoon's, Everest smiles to himself. "For my grandfather. My mom's dad. I never really got to meet him, or at least, not that I properly remember." He explains, sounding perhaps a touch bashful if only because the aviator had (thankfully, though perhaps unfairly) experienced very little death in his life thus far.
'I hope your lantern is chosen. For you and Koa both."
even if i had to lose you to know you,
i'd still be that temporary phase that you grow through
i'd still be that temporary phase that you grow through
