carry me

KORBIN

Leave my loneliness unbroken!
- quit the bust above my door!

Well ouch. The boy did have shame enough to look away, rather awkward at being called sweet when he really was just one such natural. "Not because of you, kitten," he tried to reassure, wanting to both keep her from worrying and explain his own standpoint a bit. "It's more... well, like having relatives come to stay in your house without being invited, because their own homes were destroyed? You can't say no, and it's not like they have anywhere else to go... and you don't necessarily want them to either. But things do get messed up around the house. Your routines are changed, they keep taking over the kitchen and rummage in the larder, and it takes time before everyone has settled on new ways to do things."

Inevitably there would be bickering. Whining. Tension on both sides, as old traditions and new ideas warred for dominion. Especially in a place like Halo, where they had been left to do their own thing for centuries, only to be more or less invaded by outsiders. Caido naturals or outlanders didn't matter much there - anyone from somewhere else became a source of annoyance there.

The topic was perhaps less fun than their previous banter, and Korbin was glad when he was pulled from the brooding by her play charge. With surpreme aloofness the raven leaped into the air, sailed a few meters away and settled down again, casually rearranging a feather gone astray in his wing.

"Ah. Well. Gotta catch me first," he told her, and winked.

Quoth the Raven,
"Nevermore."