Dawnlark Plains white sun, the upswing

Sorry this took so long, I totally fogot that I needed to close it out. I'll archive:)

His eyes followed her reactions carefully as the woman spoke to Dante, nad he figrued that perhaps he recognized the conflict she was facing. He simply nodded and kept a gentle eye on her as she answered his offer, unsurprised but perhaps slightly sad to end their exchange. 

And I as well, Eleuthera, he responded, voice tender and warm. As short as their time together may've been, the lavender stranger had made him reflect more upon himself than he had perhaps since he'd been given a home at Seelie, and his appreciation was no small thing. With a final smile, he turned and padded back in the direction he came, a warm thrum echoing in his chest. They would see each other again, indeed. He was certain of it.