Cerulean Cape indeed and without doubt

although he wouldn't say it aloud, he was glad she was in the mood for some company. whenever he was with her, it felt like a weight had been lifted off his chest and he could breathe again. it was a comforting feeling being beside her, one he couldn't quite place into words just yet.

he let out a sigh as his mind drifted away to thoughts of his past few days. should he tell her of his encounter with the pretty girl? did it matter if he did or not? "nothing good or bad really, it's just been a boring few days", he decided to go with. curious, he turned to lean some of his weight against her own. "want to talk about the bad stuff?", he wondered aloud. it was understandable if she didn't, but if she did, he was here to listen.