Wheeling Gull Isle my husband is at war,

wow what a confession.

wow ruo felt awkward.

fuck man.

"be hero to huojin."

of course, ruo was cool as a cucumber, she kept composed and focused on the stormy clouds above. it felt difficult to look at him directly. she was never sure what to call their relationship anymore, as in her heart, the siren knew that he was important. they were friends- yet more, they were not lovers, yet they had a child. 

a limbo.

she couldn't say what she felt for him was 'love,' but ruo was fond of her lion.

"you nice man," she nodded with certainity, "you deserve place here. what are you now?"

nice. change the conversation. he'll never notice.