Noctisardor Bypass we can feel that time is dilated

though his own question had been boyish and with uncontrolled volume, it was met with quiet. not even an echo to relay back to him. tail wags and then slows, frown tugging at the edges of his lips.

he thought for some an adult would come swooping down, shushing him or answering his question or something —

his gaze catches kikimora close by and though his first step outside the arch of the den was hesitant, he toddles over to her; his closeness to her mirroring gideon's own. keekee! he crows, the nickname easy sounds for him to make. wha' do in'? apparently, it was his new favorite question.