Aria turned to smiled at Kylan before it slipped. “You know Kylan you don’t need to fake a smile around me. I can tell it’s forced when you do smile.” She said.Kylan felt like screaming. An ugly, gut wrenching scream that would describe his current emotions quaintly.
However people were around and that probably would further prove to everyone his constantly deteriorating sanity.
He couldn't stand it. Any of it. Yes, the people of the village were kind and the Corim family was quick to help the rag-tag group's every need, but Torin was out there. All alone. Maybe he was dead, maybe he wasn't. He knew it was slim for his little brother's survival, and he knew the others were losing the same hope, he could see Lilith slowly seem to doubt it even when she desperately tried to hide it for his and the werewolf's sakes whenever they were around.
He followed the other's quietly as they scrambled to the house, probably dragging back the most out of all of them. Every step he took just felt like another wasted moment, dragging heavy with mental tiredness. It was nearly impossible for him to smile in the last two days, only barely forcing it on whenever he was talking to Aria or Lilith. He'd taken to relying on his friends over the days, feeding off Aria's kindness and Lilith's forceful resilience.
He finally dragged himself in, slouching down in a seat between Aria and one of the Corim boys, that he suspected was named Srutu.
Lilith disdained being near so many people, even if she hailed from a city. She didn't like the raging emotions, and was finding it harder and harder to go near any of the group. Their anxieties were deafening, making her own strength wain as she was forced to feel every high and low they went through, and she found it the hardest to be near anyone of the people who were missing someone-- Namely Kylan. In all honesty, she didn't really believe the kids could be alive with all the dangerous creatures roaming the woods, and she knew that he knew she felt that way, making her feel horrid that she was contributing to his obviously cracking mind.
She carefully sat down in a sat wedged between Hana and Eve, pulling up her black hoodie that she had refused to stop wearing even when Mallie had insisted that she needed a dress. Lilith's own hatred of dresses had automatically made her turn her nose up at everything the shorter lady had offered her, however kind she knew she was being. Dresses made her feel sick when she wore one, mainly because of how angry her mother would get when she accidentally got dirt one the ones she wore when she was younger-- So over the years, she'd simply just taken to wearing hoodies and turtlenecks.
Mam had still been kind enough to wash her clothes, which she had tentatively accepted, even though she still didn't trust the woman. They now smelled of something fresh, and it reminded her of lavender.
Pell had also conveyed to her mother that Tru was trained and only stayed with Lilith to help with her overwhelming senses, and the woman had begrudgingly been swayed to let him keep at the tall girl's side for the last couple of meals until they sent off for the we-sa's lair.
She now reached forward, selecting several pieces of angry bacon and screewhea pancakes and plopping them onto her plate-- Slipping several under the table and to Tru once the rare occurrence of no one looking happened.
She bit into the pancakes, smiling a little at Mam at the counter. I should thank her. "Guud. Tromd aeui." 'Good. Thank you.' She murmured, having basically beseeched Pell to teach her some basics of the interesting language, and her aptness for learning them had helped her get good at small, broken up words.
He smiled, happy that Ellie and Buck got along so well. "After you're done eating, do you want to go on walk and get away from all the creatures running around here?" He asked, hoping it wasn't too forward. He didn't want to scare her off, but at the same time he would like to spend some time with her alone, and without about 100 different dragon voices inside his head.Ellie giggled stroking the cougars head “cute.”
“Sure” Ellie noticed his face go pink and smiled to herself “I’d like that”He smiled, happy that Ellie and Buck got along so well. "After you're done eating, do you want to go on walk and get away from all the creatures running around here?" He asked, hoping it wasn't too forward. He didn't want to scare her off, but at the same time he would like to spend some time with her alone, and without about 100 different dragon voices inside his head.
He patted Buck's head, avoiding eye-contact temporarily as he felt his face heat up slightly and hoping she didn't notice.
He nodded, smiling. "Alright, I'll wait outside." He looked up, holding eye contact for a moment before standing and walking out. Once he was out, he grinned, scratching Buck's ears. That went... well he thought, a bit surprised. Sighing in contentment, he leaned against a tree to wait for her and enjoyed the silence, having forgotten what it was like to only hear his own voice inside his head.“Sure” Ellie noticed his face go pink and smiled to herself “I’d like that”