Stone Circle there's a beautiful sadness that runs through him

Clay was sure he wanted it-—for Polaris to speak her mind and stop being so held back. To not let the words die on her tongue for the sake of formalities. That was... until she asked him..

Something about the question made his gut turn and he stared at her with raised brows and mouth agape. What? What was she going to say? Why would she- what? He was about to ask just what the hell did she meant by such a question, but was ultimately cut off before he could even get a single sound off his lips.
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He was in utter shock. Disarray. Completely dumbfounded when the girl verbally ripped into him in such a nonchalant tone. His father and mother had always drilled it into him to be polite, especially around ladies, who were meant to be proper and silent spoken. But this girl, this dove? She was the exact opposite to what he had in mind. He expected her to be soft, to be polite and certainly not say what just came out of her mouth.

Wimp? Lash out? Angsty? He opened his mouth to protest, to tell her to shut up and that she was wrong, but once more anything that was about to tumble out was completely thrown out into the pasture as she now... tried to comfort him? The young lad knew his face was beginning to contort, to roll through several expressions before finally just looking utterly confused.

How was he doing?

Clay didn't know how to answer that. His head and heart constantly hurt; Especially when it came to Nightwalkers and strangers in general. He also had thought he was pregnant because of Valour, which was its own pond of troubles. And then there was his family. His mother seemed alright, but there was some sort of lost connection between West and him. Leta hadn't shown her face, and his father was not around.

"Ugh," he groaned, letting his face drop into the stone and conveniently hide his shame against the cold rock. What was he to say to her? To be honest he didn't want to say anything at all, but she was clearly making an effort to be nice so he supposed he would do the same.... But all of his problems seemed a bit too deep and too personal, except maybe.. valour?

He fell silent for a bit as he wondered. "Theres someone I like, and I dont know how to feel about them," he mumbled into the rock.