skill: n/a
Kyros embraced her, and like she had all the answers whispered a plan for only Eidola's ears. "Then us away to find him. If Ma won’t care for us, then we have no mother. Everything is wrong. I do not want to be where things feel wrong. Papa will know what to do." a small gasp emanated from the girls maw, bright lilac eyes darting to glance around them as if they might get caught at any moment. But no one was there. And she was a bit disappointed by the fact. Time and time again, no one had come.
Slowly she turned back to Kyros, dropping her voice to a whisper too even against her snuffling ❝ Papa's always on the border...should we go now? ❞ she asked, heart thrumming as she looked over her shoulder again all too obvious in her attempts to be subtle.
❝ speech ❞
notes:
which means if it hasn't happened in a thread ─ it hasn't happened!

