Ouroboros Spine lavender

"to smile," chickadee said without thinking, but after lapsing into a thoughtful silence a while longer, she felt truly that she had introduced some measure of joy into his life. "and maybe, how to communicate. a little. he was never bad at it. he's just more — expressive now," she mulled.
feeling infinitely better, chickadee sighed against shikoba, thinking guiltily of her mother and her disconnect with brecheliant. "were you nervous to be a mom? either time?" she inquired, looking up toward the woman's scarred, warm face.