Morningside Cuesta I've often wished I could walk away from myself

As the other woman turned her head around to look at him, Kieran twitched his ear. He watched as she padded toward him, asking a question in French. He had not spoken in French for a little while, but he hadn't forgotten it. "Oui, j'ai appris le français quand j'étais plus jeune." the boy replied quietly, sorrow creeping up into his eyes as he thought back on the many times his mother and father had spoken and taught the language to him.

He banished the thoughts yet again from his mind and proceeded to watch as Grayday got up and took charge of the bickering siblings. Kieran's gaze rested on them with a frown, before he shot a quick glance to Hawthorn and Sylvas.