Broken Antler Fen Let your arms be a place she feels safe in

Eljay wondered if he'd be like Maia's father. He sure didn't need to travel the world, he was happiest right here. He'd miss Maia though, and he hated the thought that he couldn't go out alone, to look for her or whatever, if he needed to. The Fen also provided with a more Copse-like view of the world; there wasn't a lot to see, not really a clear lookout point as far as he'd seen. The Caldera made him feel like he was a part of the world; he could look out over its edges and watch for miles and miles, imagine what those lands must be like to live in even though he would never step foot in them himself.

Instead of focusing on his own thoughts and the possible correlations between Maia's parents and them, he focused on her parents. What... he paused briefly as he tried to remember if they were alive or not, but decided in the end, ... are they like? Eljay asked, finding himself curious. Your parents, I mean. He wasn't too sure he'd ever heard a lot about Wraen and Maia's parents. Not that he really remembered, anyway, and he'd like to hear more about that part of Maia's life.