Sun Mote Copse and all the greedy souls just don't care to know

your post so wholesome and sweet <3

He was starting to feel a little better, now. Someone who would look at him might still think he looked like trash, but these little moments with his daughter made Eljay feel that he still had something to live for. He nodded when she said that she had hoped he would like them. It didn't hit him so consciously, but subconsciously it was another affirmation that he mattered and that someone needed him and that the world wasn't better off without him.

As they moved to the graves in silence, Eljay did pick up the fallen flowers along the way. He wasn't sure what to talk about. His steps were heavy and he didn't like coming here. It was a confirmation of their.. gone-ness, he supposed. Eljay put down the flowers that he'd picked up along the way at the graves and he smiled softly at Weejay. Sadness in his gaze, thinking of his departed parents, but love for his daughter.

After a gentle nudge Weejay said his name -- well, not really his name, but something better -- and she sounded so serious yet sweet. Eljay looked at her -- hm-mm? -- and then she said it. Eljay looked surprised at first -- he didn't really remember anyone telling him this except his parents. maybe Wiffle? but even that he didn't remember that vividly, and certainly he didn't remember anyone telling him this in such a heart-felt way -- and then just smiled. His eyes shimmered with emotion and he held back tears that displayed how touched he was. I love you too, sweetie. He wasn't sure what else to say, but everything in his being -- from his shining eyes to his body language to the soft smile on his face -- showed what the statement did to him.