The flowers at the Savior’s Respite might not be as bright as they would be under the sun, but the air felt crisp and comforting at night. Another benefit of the time might also have been the fact that Kyrie was alone for now, able to lie down in the flora without anyone to chastise them for it.
The ground’s embrace was something they hadn’t felt in a long time. They might not be capable of sleeping, but behind closed eyes, they could find their thoughts slowing down to something like peace. Almost hidden among the hearty greenery, off the path anyone would take on their way in, they stayed without interruption for a while.
At a soft rustle, their eyes fluttered open and they tilted their head back. If Kyrie had even been hidden enough before, their movement now would surely give it away.
A child, it looked like. They wouldn’t ask why he was alone at this hour when there was a much more obvious question to start with.
“Are you going to tell me to get up?”
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