Blackfeather Woods Shadows fall

She didn't turn to look at him, nor did she lash with anger either which Damien was fearing. She had been rather emotional the last time around, insulting him in some tongue Damien didn't know and running away as though she'd been heart broken. All those things had gotten Damien thinking... What could have he done to hurt someone so much... And no matter from what angle he looked at it the answer was never clear. He was ignoring too many facts to get the whole picture right.

"Nyx I..." he stuttered, making him feel vulnerable like he'd never felt in front of anyone but his closest friends. "This is my home... I never meant to leave for so long," he said, rectifying his voice and reassuring his facts. He needn't any nerve to come back home, for he had nothing to fear within the dark woods, and no matter what anyone else thought Damien had never committed any act of disloyalty by leaving. But then his throat filled with guilt once more as the emotions resurfaced seeing the pain and confusion in which Astrid clearly was. He sighed, treading closer to the sad girl daringly.

"Nyx I'm having trouble remembering..." he revealed, feeling that he could trust it to someone to whom Damien's disappearance had felt so personal. He leaned closer to her, taking a seat in her vicinity and looking down to her dainty face with warmer eyes than usual. "Could you help me?" he asked, and that had been the first time in his life that Damien had willingly made himself emotionally vulnerable to someone else that was not his mother.