[center][color=ff66bb][h2][i]Nadia Parnel[/i][/h2][sup]Bride of [color=ffffff]Keregar [@Legion02][/color] and Sister-Bride of [color=B0C4DE]Xaelia [@Ellion][/color]
Interacting with: The Family[/sup][/color][/center]
Nadia could hardly breathe as Varzar sat her down. She gasped, struggling to try and control her tears, but the homesickness felt like a dull knife, slowly cutting away at her heart. She felt a small weight on her shoulders as Varzar wrapped something around her. The musty leather jacket carried the scent of a place she didn't yet know, along with that of a person she realized she was quickly coming to cherish. She looked up at him as he took her hands in his, kneeling at her side as she wept. 

[b]"I’m sorry. I’m sorry I asked."[/b] He spoke so softly, Nadia almost didn't hear him over her own sniffling. He continued just a little louder, or perhaps she only heard it better because of what he said... [b]"It’s okay. I’m sorry you’re... here."[/b] He fell silent for just a second, just long enough for Nadia to manage a weak smile at him. He was a sweet boy- she could see that clearly. he could never have meant to hurt her, in any way. 

[b]"Maybe… maybe someday you can show me your home."[/b] [color=ff66bb][i]Oh Varzar... All the god's blessings upon you.[/i][/color] If only. If only she could go back home- if even for just a day. She would bring him with her, if that's what he wished. This sweet child didn't really know the depth of what he'd said though, did he? Nadia took one of her hands from his grasp, wiping away the tears once again as she finally managed to stop crying enough to speak. 

[color=ff66bb]"I... I don't think that's possible."[/color] She hesitated before continuing, just a few seconds passing by. [color=ff66bb]"But I'd take you there in a heartbeat, if I could."[/color] She smiled again, thanking Pyrus and Vivari for allowing her this one person. He was a drakkan, but he was obviously kind and so far had been gentle. He was full of innocence and curiosity, but was not entirely oblivious to the larger world- that much she could see in his eyes.

The moment couldn’t go on forever though. Over Varzaar's shoulder, she noticed another young Drakkan enter the room and approach Xaelia. [color=ff66bb]Oh no... How many kids does Keregar have!?[/color] She saw him take the knife from Xaelia, and then he moved her sister-bride between himself and Nadia, so she couldn't see what he was doing now. She pulled her eyes back to Varzar quickly, hoping he hadn't noticed her glancing at the other side of the room. If the other Drakkan has said anything... She couldn't hear it from over here. Perhaps, she could pretend she never noticed him enter? She could keep holding Varzar's attention and let Xaelia figure out how to deal withthe other Drakkan on her own? Or call out for help because, [color=ff66bb][i]He has a knife and look- Her hand is bleeding! He cut her![/i][/color]

She closed her eyes, taking a breath and trying to keep calming down. No, no one would believe her lie over the word of the Drakkan boy, if they would even care enough to listen in the first place. [color=ff66bb][i]I'm sorry Xaelia, you're on your own with that...[/i][/color] 

She could keep Varzar's attention still, at least. She opened her eyes, meeting his steadily before asking her own question. [color=ff66bb]"Varzar... Would you tell me what your home is like? Kereg-Kor?"[/color] She pulled the jacket more tightly about herself as she continued. [color=ff66bb]"Who all lives there? just your family or is it like a fortress with guards and towers? Is there a forest, or mountains nearby? What are the days like, when everything is calm and the sun shines?"[/color]

She would wait for him to answer the first few questions before asking, [color=ff66bb]"Do you... Do you think I could like living there with you?"[/color]


[hider=summary] Nadia is having an episode of homesickness while also worrying about Xaelia. She asks Varzar what his home is like. [/hider]