11-16-2017, 08:44 PM
"It had, alongside any number of other possibilities. The nature of secrets is in not knowing what they are, nevermind why they exist. Or so some big thinker in some big book on a university shelf once told me in way too many words." Ned pauses. He is squinting at the book in his lap for a long moment before snapping it shut. Weariness was making him re-read sentences. Or maybe he's just not very good at multi-tasking.
"That said..." Ned's head swivels around on his neck and he looks up at Kiara for the first time. His features are slack, a shared mirror of exhaustion that is perhaps the most common element among their kind. "When we want to tell him we're concerned, that just gets us yelled at a lot. It's comforting to know there's someone else out there looking out for him." Ned turns back toward the study, looking over the destruction caused by Halloween.
"This Michael another one of you?" A pause. He snaps his fingers at the ground, trying to recall something that just isn't connecting in his head "Witch...pagan...incense....sage...Verbena!" A final, confirming snap. "That was it, god..." Ned's scrubbing at his eyes with a thumb and an index.
"That said..." Ned's head swivels around on his neck and he looks up at Kiara for the first time. His features are slack, a shared mirror of exhaustion that is perhaps the most common element among their kind. "When we want to tell him we're concerned, that just gets us yelled at a lot. It's comforting to know there's someone else out there looking out for him." Ned turns back toward the study, looking over the destruction caused by Halloween.
"This Michael another one of you?" A pause. He snaps his fingers at the ground, trying to recall something that just isn't connecting in his head "Witch...pagan...incense....sage...Verbena!" A final, confirming snap. "That was it, god..." Ned's scrubbing at his eyes with a thumb and an index.