Hushed Willows who even *is* galileo?

you.

her ears fall back against her head and she looks away. why, all of a sudden, do they want to talk to her? about her? seabreeze and her hardships she thinks she shares with her and delight wanting to know how she’s doing. lily doing the same, talking about what she’s eaten. do they know something she doesn’t?

“i don’t have anything to talk about,” she admits, glancing back to the adult with a shrug. she readjusts her front feet with a side to side sway, ultimately turning her gaze to her toes.