Hushed Willows sister of pearl

delight is keeping an eye on mali -- down to one child, he's feeling especially protective. he trails him at a distance, a strange, hovering guardian (easier than dealing with his feelings). soon they should leave to go look for the girls, he knows, and actually picks up his pace to tell mali exactly that when his son shouts. alarmed the androgyne picks up his pace, looking up and ahead.  he sees olive, looking ethereal as she stargazes, but surely that's not what mali was --

"brilliance!" delight shouts, materializing next to his son. her smell is not exactly as he remembers -- a few weeks away from the sanctuary does that -- but he knows it, and springs forward, attempting to track it. "where are you," he calls, more softly, making his way hopefully in her direction.