Wheeling Gull Isle i'm growing and it hurts

baby has a baby crush eeee

Religion was something that Droman rarely thought about. He hadn't been raised with it, and seeing as he'd done fine thus far, there didn't seem to be a need. He was content with his relationship with the sea; it was as close to a god as he ever expected to get. Still, Maegi's stories intrigued him, and he longed to learn more. Can you teach me some? he asked, voice light as air, I don't know what I could give you in return.

As the girl took her few steps into the water, Droman felt a gushing smile grow on his maw. As far back as he could remember, he'd never had someone who really understood him, let alone a friend. But here was a girl who dared to make herself vulnerable for his sake, and honestly, he wasn't sure if he could handle it. I'm glad that you don't think so.