REXANNA
paint my spirit gold
For a moment she almost feels so terrible for him, hearing about his mother dying. It almost doesn’t register when he tells her his age, but she nods to him regardless. “Sixteen it is, then.” She gives him a small smile and a nod, as though that would be all they’d need to know. It’s still young, but not quite as young as she had originally thought. But that, they can work with. She rubs her hands along her arms slowly beneath the blanket, while her eyes drift back to him as she tells him to stay out of trouble, and she finds the look on his face to be a mix of both amusing and adorable, giving him a fanged smile in response. “Not much fun, to be honest.” She retorts back, a slight smirk crossing the corner of her lip before she laughs. “But just try to be safe, it’s hard out there.” She says lightly, not sure how different it was compared to his old home. But it would certainly take some adjusting.
And when he asks if they sleep at night, she shrugs lightly. “Some do, some don’t. Everyone has their own schedule around here.” She gives him an encouraging smile. Especially for those that knew the Ascended, who worked with them. Their schedules tended to lean a bit more toward the dark. “And besides, you can be indoors and be fine.” She adds after a moment.
But then he asks what Longnight is, and she lets her gaze drift from him once more as she looks toward the windows of the home – windows she had to patch up last year. “Longnight is what it sounds like. An entire week of no sunlight, no daylight, no nothing. Just dark, the darkest it’ll get. And creatures roam the streets.” Her eyes land back on him as a frown finds her face. “It’s dangerous. Many people died last year. That Luxere we saw in the woods on the way here, the darkness I told you it’s antlers ward off, it’s them – the creatures.” She explains before inhaling lightly. “And you can help. We’ll be helping prepare people for it, for wherever they’re staying.” She says softly.
