I rest my chin on my palm, facing the left side with my mind getting lost. For the faintest second there, I catch sight of Arloa and Jia conversing from a distance.
He listens as if her words are golden, perhaps some elixir he's been waiting all his days to hear. From what he says next I can tell he is thinking so deeply, already with a strategy that's several moves ahead of what I am capable of. And in his words seems to be filled kindness, a concern that is so quick that, for him, it is natural. This attentiveness is apart of who he is and that is, if I'm honest, the most attractive feature anyone can see in a man.
"Um, Tia?" I realize I've been too lost in my thoughts. Seven's voice is what slices the barrier keeping me locked away from the reality. I look up and stare into the boy
