"Families, I see." Eden was a bit saddened by those words, and Zedd seemed affected as well. This may be something they have in common. The room above did match Eden's imagination at all, she imagined something more dark and gloomy. "Anyway, I want to thank you for letting me sleep here." It must be hard and weird for him to take in such a strange girl. Though in this light she noticed something she hadn't earlier, he had wings..? Gently reaching out her hand, she brushed her finger tips against them. Soft. Lost in her thoughts, she didn't realize that she actually touched him.
(I like that idea!)
(I talked to Caustic, and she's on board too aha)
Zeddicus flinched at feeling the sudden touches. Even though Eden was being gentle, it reminded him of the past. He didn't want to be touched. "I'd appreciate if you stopped," Zeddicus stated. He wanted to move, but the contact kept him rooted to the floor. Zedd could only remember the way he had smiled up at him when feeling his black wings. It nearly sent shivers down his spine. They had celebrated this day together just last year, laughing and smiling.
Stop. He's gone because of you. You have no right to mourn.
(This photo is framed somewhere in the house 👀)
(That's so cute!!)
"You have very pretty wings." Eden skipped in front of Zedd and smiled. Her blues eyes shining, and her long hair in a now messy braid. She was small for her age, but she didn't let it bother her. When she rounded a corner, a picture caught her eyes. He was smiling with a young boy by his side. Son maybe? He different looked different when he smiled, more friendly. Obviously something happened, if the boy was not around and he's all gloomy. Putting together the pieces, Eden knew that the boy most likely past away. Though many questions ran through her mind, she decided not to ask.
(Thank Caustic for the art aha)
Zeddicus blinked as he watched the small girl bound towards the room she would sleep in. He felt odd hearing such an innocent compliment, but the feeling died in his chest as soon as Zedd noticed what Eden was now staring at. He didn't want to have to explain himself in his loss, nor did he want any sympathy. He was not going to get attached nor was he going to break down in front of the child. Zeddicus moved from where he was standing, only to take the photo off the wall and set it in the crook of his arm. The man then turned and took the picture into his own room, shutting the door behind him.
(Sorry, life has been crazy.)
When Zed was gone, Eden crossed her arms and pouted. She didn't understand why he hated her so much. In the picture he had a young boy next to him, so it seemed he didn't hate children, or at least that's what she thought. After a few seconds, she let out a sigh and laid in bed. "I miss you mom." Soon enough she was asleep. Throughout the night she woke up many times, either due to the festival or something else, Eden didn't sleep well at all.
(No worries)
Truthfully, Zeddicus didn't hate Eden. It just hurt him to look at her as she was the same age as his son would be if he hadn't… died.
Zedd set the photo on his nightstand, a few tears on his face. God, he hated crying, but he didn't know how else to deal with the guilt. Self harm was out of the question. Nathaniel wouldn't have wanted that.
So instead, he fell into a fitful sleep, that left him quite tired in the morning. He looked at the photo smiling down at him in the morning light. Stars, Nathaniel would want him to help her, wouldn't he? Zedd sighed, forcing himself out of bed. Either way, he wasn't going to let a child go hungry. Making his way into the kitchen, he began to cook some eggs, toast, and bacon. It was simple and easy.
(Sorry I haven't repliedin a while. I've been really busy. A lot of things are going on in my life right now. I'm not sure when I'll be able to answer. But I'm not abandoning this rp.)
(No worries! I’ve been gone for about a week due to vacation so I’m not going to be replying regularly until maybe Wednesday? Maybe Tuesday?)
