Hoshor Plains We picked up the shards and formed them into shapes of stars

Sumac smiled, chuckling amiably. “I’m sure it will. I have faith!” He said lightheartedly, his naturally optimistic nature overtaking his former gloom.

“Ah… gee, thanks,” he replied to her praise, embarrassment tinging his voice. Surely, if he had the ability to blush, he would! “I always like singing, and I would sing my little brothers and sisters to sleep at night. It helped me sleep, too.”

He felt a pang of… something… confusion? At Easy’s question. It seemed Minnow had become a complicated subject for him. A whirlwind of emotions swam through his head, ones he could both name and that were unknown to him.

“Nah… I haven’t seen her in a bit. I hope she’s okay. And I hope I didn’t upset her somehow,” He said, staring off into the horizon, “I’m hoping we can be good friends some day.”