Silver Creek waiting for a passing feeling

At least it'd worked. Uka gave a soft smile, looked at Delight, then turned back to face the extensive walls of the lake. Oh, so now you think you can tell my own story better than I can? he asked, showing an expression of mock offense, The birds weren't meant to punish Filou. They were meant to punish everyone. It's kinda like the gods' way of saying, 'Fuck off', you know? They didn't intend for us to be so rude to one another, that's just how it happened. At least, that's how he'd been taught.

I'm sure you have your own philosophy about the world. I also doubt that you've ever let someone get close enough for you to tell 'em. Not that Uka thought it was necessarily a personal thing, but he figured it would've been what someone like Delight hoped to hear. He seemed like one of those 'uptight-but-only-until-you-get-to-know-me' types, and that was the same personality Uka had been surrounded by for years.