Overture Downs what we lost in the fire, we'll find in the ashes

"I just ate," the male demured, the pointed refusal almost automatic, but still genuine. He had just eaten, but even if he hadn't, Grayday had never been one to take handouts.

But he drew closer anyway, letting out a sharp, silent breath at her bi-ccolored eyes. He was glad for the striking feature - it drew his mind away from his green-eyed girl. Still, he couldn't seem to tear his eyes away from her.

"I'd take it for my kids, but they're still a bit small to play with that," he added, for want of something more to say.