Hushed Willows you're gonna be a long time

brilliance turns her head a little when he draws for her attention, her head tilting slightly. sure, papa hadn’t been around too much but he’d been sick. he tried, though. “for what?” she questions quietly, looking back the way she was going. briefly, she wonders if she shouldn’t show him their spot but she keeps going, shrugging a little. “i’m okay. i miss solomon,” she adds quietly. she hates she lost her on the way to the willows, unable to remember where she last saw her sister. if anyone needs to apologize, shouldn’t it be her?