Zelos stopped walking, and let his arms fall to his sides. She was an orphan. He’d always felt like one, even though he had a family. His father was never around, and his mother barley acknowledged his existence. His mother always acted distant, like she was afraid of him. “I’m sorry to hear that. It must’ve been hard,” Zelos replied as sincerely as he could.
He didn’t want Philia to see him upset, so he continued walking forward. He cleared his throat and changed the subject. “So, How did you meet this Laville Clemente?”
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Date: 2008-12-23 06:09 am (UTC)He didn’t want Philia to see him upset, so he continued walking forward. He cleared his throat and changed the subject. “So, How did you meet this Laville Clemente?”