Firefly Glen Sayin' "who are you and where are you from?"

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It was a peculiar occurrence, meeting the boy. She knew not his name nor whence he’d come, only that he was kind. Into his sturdy frame the girl had crashed, yet it was without aggression that he looked at her. She was curious, wanting to steal several more glances at him—and perhaps hold them for longer than she previously had—but could not bring herself to do so. Uncomfortable, she shifted her weight around before looking up at him through her lashes, hoping to not be caught; regrettably so, she was not the least bit discreet with her inquisitive glimpses. Although she was sure to be caught gazing at him, this she remained unaware of, and so her eyes did not jump to focus on something else. Even as he spoke, his thanks seemingly posed as a question, she did not avert her gaze.

From his lips there fell a compliment, the words causing her head to snap up as her face began to warm. With widened eyes, a result of her shock and surprise, she stared at him. “I...” she stumbled over her words, not quite knowing what to say. It took a moment for her to calm down and remember her manners before she murmured a gentle, “Thank you.” The warmth spreading across her face only worsened after he chuckled, but she refused to look away. She stayed focused on him, fighting every urge to turn her head away jus as they struck. “It is a beautiful night,” she managed to say, eyes drifting away to watch the glowflies. It was marvelous enough to make her forget the reason for her journey away from home, that she was supposed to be searching for her sister. All that mattered right then was the night, how serene it was, and the boy whose voice set her skin aflame.

A smile tugged at the corners of her lips, her thoughts momentarily lost in the night. When she remembered where she was and that she wasn’t alone, the young raven looked back towards the boy, her smile lingering. “My name’s Kaori,” said the child, at last. “What is yours?” There was no denying that she’d yet to fully calm herself, but she was on her way; one step at a time, the process was bound to be a slow one. But, in spite of her worries, she could not be rude.

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