always seemed to hit me like a lightning from above

Caiaphas didn't have a reason, truly, for why she had brought the feather to Kevlyn. She had found it, and instantly coveted it -- but then she recalled the youth and his penchant for trinkets. It was not a strange habit, she thought -- it would certainly prove useful later on in his adult life. Being somewhat of a hoarder, she found his proclivity for collection quite endearing.

"No reason." The Siren Queen said affably, turning back to the water's edge. She was quite content to walk along the swashline and feel the icy water against her toes -- anything to distract her from the awkward affection she had just displayed.