#shaypara

"Annoyed, now please move, you're blocking the way." He looked at her just as confused. Not sure when he should just resort to making her move out of his way, there wasn't enough room for him to get around, as it was a narrow space.

The dormouse stares, watching from where he was standing. It was the truth. There was no way to save them all. His people had all been nearly wiped out already, he understood this statement with absolute certainty "The best we should do is save as many as we can, though." Then he looked at Shay "If danger comes here again." It would, peace was often temporary. But for now, they can enjoy the current time of peace they had managed to secure these days.

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It was obvious that he could hear Shay talking. He turned his head, wincing a little though, as if what was entering his ears was being twisted in his head. Turning his already plagued mind against Shay. Jerking on the shackles he shook his head "NO! I don't want it! I--I-" He swallowed thickly, drifting off then, glossy red eyes shifting around the room frantically again. The muzzle over his mouth growing warm and sweaty as he breathed quickly, erratically.

When Shay again spoke, his eyes moved to her, glowing in the dark "So loud...it wont go away." He closed his eyes tightly, as if trying to stop whatever he was hearing. Whatever was going on with him, was attacking him from the mind outward. Keeping him convinced that he was alone. And that he was being used by everyone. His eyes opening slightly then he shook his head violently "Getoutofmyheadgetoutofmyhead--g-getout--get out!" Tristan screamed at Shay then as she came into the cell.

As she moved closer to him and started working on free him from those chains he jerked forward, baring his teeth behind the muzzle, his eyes continuing to glow in the shadow filled cell " I can't. I can't stop it. I won't go! I won't! Do what you say!" He jerked his hands away once they were free along with the rest of him. Moving quickly toward the corner of the cell he pressed his hands to his head and shook it " She won't get out of my head!"

Seti narrowed his eyes a bit on Shay as she came up to him. Still very well misinformed he could see. As she rambled on he nodded “ Boasting...” Glancing to one side “ Insulting...” He continued calmly before placing his left hand on his hip and leaning into it with a small huff leaving his lips “ Are you going to talk my ear off or accept?” Seti hadn’t been planning on fighting her so soon. But apparently Sean had spoke with her, and Shay was ready to go. And why wouldn’t she be, knowing he was still needing rest. But Seti didn’t care about that “See, Sean wasn’t supposed to tell you that...I assume he is the one that let it slip. But seeing as you are here. Fine, let’s do this then.” 

Such was usually the case with those from a world and no ability to see that from another without being in it. Cyrus sighed a bit. Though he knew he was rare, with his mother's gift, in seeing these things. In interacting with these things. He understood why, too. Because this kind of connection outside one world would be too much for most to handle. As she unsheathed her weapon he narrowed his eyes on it, observing it. Then looked away. That could work, he supposed. Oh-she has two, that could certainly maybe work, he supposed. Cyrus continued to watch the woman, giving a nod of his head as she spoke again "Oh yeah. I'm, very tasty. I guess. Hah!" He muttered in a deadpan tone as he was backing away from her, or well, it. The thing trying to eat him.

When she introduced herself he looked over, giving a judgmental look almost "Shay. Hi? I'm Cyrus. I would love not to be stew…" He muttered in a whisper. Turning away then he jumped back into the trees, seeming to disappear. For him, he could still hear the footsteps of the large creature hunting him. Dropping down behind a bush he watched Shay, and the shadow of the creature start to make its way from out of the mist, the trees around it pushing away, pulling from the earth they had been planted in for so long. One particularly large tree was grabbed and then swept out toward them before being released and soaring through the air as if it was tossed like it weighed nothing "I got this. She says."

"Yeah, it can be far too short at times. That's why we have to spend as much time as we can enjoying them while they're here." He nodded. Tristan sat lotus style on the bend, staring out over the space in front of him when most of his people, his family were all massacred, he couldn't imagine himself being here.

All those years after he had been fighting to survive in a world that was no longer…or at least, appeared to be no longer his own. He didn't belong, did he? Homeless, barely getting by, traumatized, he wandered managing to just barely survive. He had met Sean and Darius when they were all children.

By that, he had known of Shay, even then. Though they really would not officially meet till years later. He looked over toward her, wondering how it was that he could allow so much time to be wasted between them all this brief passings they had till finally coming together. At her words, when she finally did speak again he nodded "I know."

"I was as well, I guess it just took us growing up to see each other in the end." He had known, before, before she actually had seen him, before he became a part of the actual story of her life. That he must have appeared some faceless, street urchin. And he was, he could not lie. That's all he had been for so long. But now he was hers, and he had more to live for, than just bringing his once destroyed peoples back into the realm.

Feeling her hand on his face, he closed his eyes, calming his heart a moment before feeling her lips on his face in the next. Tristan reached his hand, opposite from hers and cupped her face "And thank you, for being part of mine." Leaning in, he cutely brushed his nose against hers a few times, before placing a gentle kiss at the tip of her nose a moment later.

The blond blinks, a shiver running up his spine. He rarely saw snow. He preferred sleeping during most cold times, of course. But he was awake right now, though it was obvious he was getting time for a nap, at least in a few more hours.

Looking at Shay, he frowned a bit at her words "Oh…not usually being outside, I'm Used to having no socks." Though he had also been homeless and without family for so long, it often still slipped his mind how often others wore socks. Glancing back toward the guards as well, he caught the one that was attempting to hide their laughter.

"Is it that funny?" Tristan question making a face and looking back toward Shay, listening as she spoke on the weather. He yawned, nodding and looked around "Yes! I don't really see this." Pausing he glances over the snow covered scenery "But i'm enjoying it now!" Especially now that the darkness seemed to be gone, for now. Leaning back into the bench he grinned at Shay again "Right now there is peace, we can spend this time enjoying it."

Swallowing then as she started to talk and pull herself away from he, he shift to sit down, taking in what the other had been saying to him. Of course, he had said the wrong thing. He nodded “ I wasn’t…” That wasn’t what he was meaning to say, but he also had nothing else he could say to convince her otherwise, she seemed to have settled on the idea that he had only thought she wanted this because of Sean. When it was more so that Tristan had only brought it up because he could feel her questioning herself about it for quite a while now. He had only asked her then to be able to hear what she had to say “ Okay.” Tristan felt she had been wrong to think he was making assumptions. Perhaps he was making longer leaps than he should have been.

Pulling away then he laughed and shift around as he stood when she told him to follow her. As if she hadn’t just entirely dampened the mood with her sudden shift in tone. He had felt uncomfortable and more so like she had been using him than he had even began to conceptualize in the moments leading up to that “ Ah..No. I- Ummm. I think I am just going to go. I needed to get some stuff in market. It’s fine. I’m not going to sulk in the meadow over it, Shay. That would be silly.” He smiled at her as he took a few steps away, it had only been the second or third time Shay had made him feel this embarrassed, he was beginning to think it was going to become a trend. Clearing his throat then he nods before tugging on his shirt, thinking for a long moment before he turns and starts quickly making his exit from the meadow “ I’ll talk to you later, Shay.”