"B-but..." Taylor's sentence cut short, unable to figure out what to say. But they were swallowed by the earth."Everyone else is good," Bleddyn supplied slowly as her traveling eyes accumulated more and more for her whirling mind to take in, then gestured downward. "And, hey, we got this...fairy-whatchamacallit girl." The next remark came as offhandedly as her tenuous composure required. "My dad's gone, though."
She stared at the unconscious Sherri and the pixie, deciding not to ask where it came from, for she didn't need to be more confused then she already was.
Her breath hitched in a painful gasp when Bleddyn stated so nonchalantly that Connor was dead. It was obvious to her that he was, but how nonchalant the girls voice was, was what shocked Taylor the most. "I'm so sorry you lost your father, Bleddyn."
