Ravensblood Forest the cheerlessness of this grove

He did not need further invitation. The tall figure pulled himself forward immediately, his head lifting to peer out beyond the forest's boundary. Breath caught in his throat, wonder and delight seized him at the sight that met his vivid eyes. The edge of the world unfurled, water expanding far beyond his sight. He took a long moment, simply admiring the sight of the rush of ocean as it crashed against the shore and folded back upon itself. He felt minuscule. He enjoyed his company, somehow sharing this with someone gave the moment more weight. It was real. It was some time before Kaworu rose to speak again, and when he did his eyes stayed locked on the scenery, voice a quiet murmur on the wind, Have you always been wild? He questioned.