Kaladore sat against a tree, his head bowed almost in prayer. Prin and Ren, there's something about those two. It's clear Prin was lying the whole time, and in all honesty I could care less as to why, but some thing's coming. I'm restless. Why am I so restless? These and many more thoughts crowded Kaladore's head as he sat.
"Um, Kaladore, I brought you a cup of tea."
Looking up he saw Lila standing above him, a cup in her hand, "Thank you," she handed him the cup and began to walk away but Kaldore stopped her, "Please, take a seat." She smiled and sat down.
"You know Kaladore..." but she was interrupted.
"Kal," said Kaladore.
"What?"
"You can call me Kal for short." Looking up Kal starred blankly into the orange sky. "My father used to call me that before I left."
"Oh," Lila smiled again.
Kal turned away for a moment, then moved his gaze back at the sky.
"Kal, are you alright? You seem, tense?" Asked Lila.
"Do I?" Kaldore continued to stare at the sky half lost in thought.
