Otter Creek Good Apollo, I'm Burning Star

Siarut listened closely, wondering what it would be like if he had been raised differently. If his life had been more normal. But he dismissed the idea as quick as he thought it. He liked who he was and his parents had been a large part in his development. He may not raise his children the same way, but he hope that they were as strong as himself and his siblings and equally as close. 

"Agreed." Parent's were not meant to be bestfriends with their offspring, they were responsible for proper upbringing. Friendship was for adults. He didn't miss her smile, and was glad to see it. 

"Where are you headed now?" He glanced toward the sky, taking in the time. They had conversed for quite some time, and he would need to return to his siblings soon, lest they miss him.