Stone Circle It's a Hole.

though rhetorical, marten nodded. he liked to hear that she'd never met her father -- though it was selfish, and marten scolded himself for being glad someone else had lived an ill life. i didn't really know mine, either, he admitted with a smile, hoping the similarities between them would make her feel better, he was sort of distant, and when i was little i left with my mom to find my cousins. though, they hardly did. those they did find... well. similar fates.

the conversation moved on, gently, arlette was still sort of feeling sorry for herself. marten hoped he could make her feel better about it. you'll always have your mom, though, he said with a warm smile, moving to give his new friend a small nudge. truthfully, he couldn't pledge his own allegiance to east hollow... not really. he pledged himself to indra. wherever she went, he'd follow. it just happened that this was where they were for the time being. and easthollow is a great place, he added anyway.