by SunnyJustice » Tue Dec 13, 2016 6:31 pm
[Aww thanks <3]
Rowan could sense a storm of terrible emotions hanging over this entire room, like a thundercloud looming overhead. He could feel the tension and negative charge in the air. It was a necessary kind of intuition for a healer, especially one who also wanted to lift the burdens of the mind. He couldn't keep someone in his arms forever though. The calmness of his touch would fade once he removed himself from the situation, so he needed to truly face the problem instead of simply blocking the pain it inflicted. Although he would have liked for everyone to be always happy and never in any distress.
"I refuse to believe that," he said quietly.
Every instinct was screaming at him to hug her, and he didn't resist. Rowan reached over and gently put his arms around Lily, holding her the same way his Aunt Solara would cradle Luno during a loud thunderstorm. Although this time, the storm was inside her. He wished he could replace it with sunshine, and preferably a rainbow.
"I can feel how distressed you are," he admitted. As usual, he could feel his power working, but he knew it wouldn't take away whatever she was truly upset about. It was always possible that someone was so upset, they wouldn't be properly comforted by him even when the crippling fear had faded. It hurt him inside because nice warm hugs were supposed to make everything better. Instead of allowing his power to flow normally, he concentrated on sending it through her more intensely than usual. Even if it didn't work, he just wanted her to know he was trying, and he cared.
"I don't know why you called yourself a not-good person." Rowan rubbed her back gently with an open hand. "I just want to understand why you would say that. Everyone is a good person deep down, no matter who they are, or what they have done. And I love them for who they are. If I can even have a little love for Alastair, nothing you do can make me not love you."
He didn't even realize, or care, how that probably sounded.
Cyprian didn't mind the snow so much. His house seemed to have a cold aura. In fact, all of Parliament had suddenly fallen cold once the Adamsons were gone and the Brown family took over. Like many unseen fires had been extinguished. The thought of that, not the coldness of Jaai's snow, was what made Cyprian shiver.
He focused on her snowball tutorial. That was pretty interesting. He took the thing, staring at it intently. So this was how a finished snowball looked in the movies. Hopefully it would splatter all over the place, and not hit like a hard chunk of ice.
"Uhh, okay." He flung the snowball underhand at Jaai, because he sucked at overhand.