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[watergrape]

[All of her grace has abandoned her and for no reason except she angered an ayakashi! She isn't even sure what she did. But now she looks very much like a disgruntled fairy, sitting on the floor, her robes bunched around her legs.]

Why is everything so dark?! Will someone turn on the light already?

[She also hasn't realized that she is blind. Attempting her magic doesn't help her either. She just ends up raining hail on her head.]

Ah!

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[watergrape]

I would help you if you came to my world, don't worry.

[He would be the first Elf with such...power. And age!]

I only found out who my father is recently. Something bad must've happened to her. Besides her dying.

[bythewaves]

[ Gently ]

As I would you.

[ He sucks his breath in with a sharp hiss, and his voice is full of sympathy ]

Ai! I am sorry, lady. That is a grief, to loose a mother. [ Although he does have to wonder if something was wrong, or dangerous about the father, that he did not know that he had a daughter ]

[watergrape]

I would feel safe with you.

[She smiles in what she hopes is his direction. The hiss makes it falter.]

I don't really know if I felt sad over it. I never knew her. And my father married my Aunt before I was born. That must've been difficult for my mother.

[bythewaves]

There are few who would say that, lady, but I thank you.

[ He frowns, remembering his own family ]

I imagine it was so. Did you father... not want you?

[watergrape]

Why is that?

[Here he is cooking for her and helping her. Surely he isn't a bad person?]

He didn't know I was his! When he found out, he was so happy and he introduced me to his wife. She told me to call her Auntie.

[bythewaves]

That story is a long one, lady, and a terrible one. Are you sure you want to hear it?

[ He sets the plate down ]

Ah, I am glad. [ He hopes that hers is not a story like his ]

[watergrape]

If you're okay telling it? I don't wanna make you sad.

[He is her guest. Hearing the plate set down, she sniffs the air.]

[bythewaves]

I once promised myself that if anyone ever wanted to hear, I would withold nothing.

[ He says sadly, but his hands as they direct her to the plate and gentle and sure ]

If you want to know, I will tell.

[watergrape]

Promises can hurt. [She shifts uncomfortably before focusing on his guidance.]

I'm curious about everything. I don't really know my limitations.

[bythewaves]

They can, but... this is my penance, but also a way of warning those who don't know my tale.

[ a sigh ]

Well then, pitya losse. Eat up, and afterwards, if you still want to know, I will sing you the Noldolante.

[watergrape]

Will you eat too? [She is more than happy to share a meal.] What does that mean? Pitya losse?

[bythewaves]

I'm alright.

[ He won't eat before he sings... the Noldolante takes a lot out of him, and he'd rather not ruin his appetite entirely ]

Hm? Ah... it means little blossom, in my tongue.

[watergrape]

[She begins to eat, dabbing at her lips with a napkin just in case she is messy and not realizing it.]

Oh! I like that. I'm not a blossom that lasts, though. I'm one that falls from the sky.

[bythewaves]

Are not blossoms more lovely for their ephemeral nature? But I do not think you are the sort to fade so easily!

[watergrape]

Only if I get too warm! [She smiles.] Father says I'm a snowflake.

[bythewaves]

[ He chuckles, forcing the darkness away ]

Well, I suppose I could call you nieninquë, I suppose. Snowdrop.

[watergrape]

[His language is so pretty! She pinks at the new nickname, smiling softly.]

It's funny that I spent so long thinking I was a grape sprite.

[bythewaves]

[ another low chuckle ]

Well, I think you're more a blossom.

[watergrape]

Father thinks I look like my mother. If ever a blossom took a human shape, that was her.

[bythewaves]

I wish I had a chance to meet her, in that case! But I think you are blossom enough for me!