It's hard not to respond to the vibrancy of her smile, and the Darkling finds himself returning it with a smile of his own, just a small one.
"It would be wonderful to learn how," he states, enthusiasm a reserved but steady undercurrent in the words. He really does like it here, and he's certain that he would like it even more if he could change it just so, reaffirm that this place is, indeed, his.
He doesn't know if he's ever going to wake, but even if he doesn't, this young lady sounds as if has other places that she has been to. Which probably meant places that she still needed to go to, as well. How to go about finding her again after that?
Eventually, he ventures, "Is there any name I can call you by? If— if we're to meet again, perhaps— it seems appropriate to have something to call you." Again, he stumbles over the words; it feels unreasonably strange to admit, even indirectly, that he'd like to see her again, but it's the truth. He wants to learn how to change this world, and it seems like she can teach him. It would be a shame to lose good company.
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"It would be wonderful to learn how," he states, enthusiasm a reserved but steady undercurrent in the words. He really does like it here, and he's certain that he would like it even more if he could change it just so, reaffirm that this place is, indeed, his.
He doesn't know if he's ever going to wake, but even if he doesn't, this young lady sounds as if has other places that she has been to. Which probably meant places that she still needed to go to, as well. How to go about finding her again after that?
Eventually, he ventures, "Is there any name I can call you by? If— if we're to meet again, perhaps— it seems appropriate to have something to call you." Again, he stumbles over the words; it feels unreasonably strange to admit, even indirectly, that he'd like to see her again, but it's the truth. He wants to learn how to change this world, and it seems like she can teach him. It would be a shame to lose good company.