01-15-2008, 11:43 PM
S'all good. :3[html]
"No, he doesn't. He...lost his memory. Or something." Faolin had said it herself. His brow knitted with a lack of information to back that up, and information on what that would be like to lose one's memory. It didn't matter much in Jesile's case, because his father had no idea that his son had gone out on a childish rescue mission, but still, it would be nice to know what was going on with him right now. He felt in his heart, however, that the time would come when he would be able to ask his father about everything that had happened first-hand. Maybe Faolin would, too. "She's kind of like...well, she's my sister." It felt natural to say that she was an adopted sister, but it felt just as natural to drop one word of that and say it like he meant it. To him, she was a sister, just like Tshepiso was. It didn't matter to him that they didn't share blood. |