He came to stand next to her, a foot or so away next to the railing of the ship. He watches the clouds swirl around, and wonders how mocked he should feel. The airships do remind him of home, if he can even consider Gaia his home, and he doesn't know if he should be angry about it or not. He settles his hands on the wood of the ship, his long nails tapping lightly.
Maybe he's being wistful as well. "It's a private thing, I suppose?"
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He came to stand next to her, a foot or so away next to the railing of the ship. He watches the clouds swirl around, and wonders how mocked he should feel. The airships do remind him of home, if he can even consider Gaia his home, and he doesn't know if he should be angry about it or not. He settles his hands on the wood of the ship, his long nails tapping lightly.
Maybe he's being wistful as well. "It's a private thing, I suppose?"