[ that familiar thrum of life, the same pulse they've shared since birth, beating in sync with vash now. the roots start to shift and nai gives a small gasp as they move underneath him, head turning with fascination as he watches a flower open near his head. carefully, he reaches out with a hand to brush a fingertip over one of the petals.
everything here is filled with an energy he knows purely by instinct. since arriving here he's felt it, here and there, some of his brothers sharing it, but never to this extent. never in the same capacity as nai always carried it with him.
he leans into vash's embrace. ] What are they like? Are they... are we happy?
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everything here is filled with an energy he knows purely by instinct. since arriving here he's felt it, here and there, some of his brothers sharing it, but never to this extent. never in the same capacity as nai always carried it with him.
he leans into vash's embrace. ] What are they like? Are they... are we happy?