Firefly Glen ❁ I've rejected affection,

Distracted by the flight of a thousand-and-one tiny lanterns, it hadn't truly come to the flower nymph's attention that someone else might've watched, too. Centri turned her sunlit crown over her shoulder, and her murky water gaze lit in surprise to see someone who towered several stories over her (At least, that's what it felt like from the view)! What she'd been more surprised about was not the height difference, however, it was his question.

"Why Monsieur, these are fireflies!" she said, her voice soft yet lingering with a hint of surprise. "Have you no knowledge of Fleur's night creatures? They are quite common in summer's eve." Centri often got to see the clouds of Fireflies in the grasslands she grew up in. She enjoyed chasing them with her brother at night before their parents called them in for bed. The memory alone made the dame's heart pang with nostalgia, and her attentions were soon brought back to the behemoth with sky light eyes.

She was distracted by his stature at first but….his features did not seem very aged at all.

Tri chuckled bashfully. "I say Monsieur, yet you don't seem that much older than me. Are you a teenager, too??"