I nod again, "Are you sure you want to talk about it? That only makes it worse...But if you want to then yeah. Tell me." I smile and sit on his lap. "Storytime."
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
"It'll be okay. I don't think he would want me keeping it a secret anymore anyway," I take a deep breath, composing myself, "I told you before that Avalia was at war when Nic and I left, right?"
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
What a piece of work is a man! How noble in reason, how infinite in faculty, in form and moving how express and admirable, in action how like an angel, in apprehension how like a god -- the beauty of the world, the paragon of animals! — William Shakespeare