Altar of Twilight [ art :: elennóna

“You’re not popular with girls, are you?” She giggled softly, glancing at the sky then back at Dreven. They were so different and so much alike, both in appearance and personality. Agana felt somehow responsible for him, now that she knew about his past; she was aware he was trying to get her to bed; therefore she played dumb and attempted to hurt his ego.

 

“I understand. I do sometimes seek guidance from them, in moments like these. I was asking the sky for a sign and it gave me one.” She disclosed more information than originally intended, another habit of hers, harmless in this context. Agana gave Dreven a warm smile, “I can help you find mint,” she turned away from him, “If you want of course.” she quickly added, a little embarrassed of her offer and his reaction.