#imcginationforest

“Hey, what’s wrong?” The streets were overflowing with people, from adults to children. A sight she never had in the Plantation, merely parasites of her age. Picking apart someone among was a tad comforting even if they did seem distressed. So in a sense, she can acknowledge how overwhelming crowds were but priorities go above her feelings. Intel is necessary, otherwise everything will remain the same.

“are you lost, little girl?” flynn’s tone is gentle, and he glances down at her. he’s lost as well, but he’d learned early on with iris that children reacted better if you were confident, even if flynn felt far from that right now. he offers her a kind smile.