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Sometimes she would be liable to think that his hesitance to raise from the water and go about getting ready with the additive of her presence was a sign of unworthy weakness, an inability to function efficiently as the company of a princess should. Other days she might have more sympathy and mourn his discomfort, maybe offer some words that would be an attempt to make him more comfortable with things. In every option the event that she was not going anywhere for the sake of anyone remained, the child was stubborn and did as she pleased, never marched to the beat of someone else’s drum unless they carried her blood. Today was a day where she fell somewhere in the middle, she was kind of ticked he was cutting into the socialization and mission time by lolly gagging in the mostly still water hiding himself and avoiding the matter at hand. Yet this was also a nice little piece of peace that one might not expect to encounter in their day to day lives. Right now neither of them had reason to rush anything that was going on, each thing could be taken at their own pace and was kind of beautiful, serene. Frey averted her gaze for a second to look at the patterns in the ground from cracks along the stone she stood on, the little sight entertaining her large optics for a second or two before she looked back at the male to see something about what was transpiring had suddenly changed when she tried to offer some olive branch to compensate for her discovering things she should not have yet been made aware of. What had she done that had suddenly made his sharp and stern eyes become so rimmed with moisture she had not yet seen on him, a thing that to her screamed a very uncharacteristic shift in emotion from this man. Rune checked back in her head and half hoped it was not because he was so modest her staring had upset him, but due to timing she deduced it was more likely something about her being from savage skull. He was having inner turmoil about asking the little girl a question that was important to him, and in turn, he was unintentionally sowing the seeds of worry within her small brain. Frey was not best at dealing with strangers, sure she acted confident and unbreakable, behaved as a princess should. However, the fact remained she had been raised in a village that was very small, close knit and away from any other civilizations. The social skills most children her age would have coping wise, well these were less present on the child for the time being as time went on she would develop in that field but for now, she was left wondering and pondering. If he was becoming upset due to her guild affiliation there could soon be a problem and that would really suck because she had been enjoying time with him. The best part was that they both sowed the seeds of unrest, and watered them into bloom, when that weed could have been prevented if one of them asked a question right away, but that was never how emotion functioned.
The eyes of both beast and young child observed as the brown haired male started moving, water dripping from his skin and hair slightly catching sunlight causing the droplets to glint painfully. With all focus on the lightning mage it was impossible to miss the slight shiver, the subtle tremble of his powerful form and this only made the child both more curious and more frightened of what was going on, though she never let her fear show. Instead of letting the feeling of fear take over? She chose something to focus on letting something catch her eyes, whatever small detail drew them in first; Eventually, this lead her to focusing on his newly revealed tattoo. Pink optics traced over the black marking which laid beneath his rib cage close to his tight intently, seeming to attempt memorizing it because she could not run from him. Frey could stand her ground and not fear he was getting ready to attack her because he knew where she came from, so long as she had something to keep her focus on, the child was determined after all, so she kept taking in the lines which started to remind her of a gorgeous butterfly, but some it seemed reminiscent of a beetle or a demonic face. Honestly, the child did not care what it was, the mark was enough for her. Reijin reached for something and she watched the small box as it fell into the water, part of her considering this a chance to run as he fumbled for the case which logically contained something important. Mild shock filled her as she noticed it was sticks, but that wasn’t important right now.
Against the instincts, every child had when they believed someone might have reason to threaten? Frey remained rooted, tongue skating the fang’s inside her mouth without giving any outside indication it had happened, remaining static as if his behavior was not affecting her whatsoever. Inside thought she was wondering if she was capable of defending herself should he attack her, if Silver would be able to save her this time if something went wrong. Actually? Would silver even want to save her since he was so displeased with her life choices right now. Pink hair bounced as she jolted when he sat down and took a deep breath. In spite of her flaws, Frey knew visually when someone was trying to calm themselves so she sat with her knees beneath her, one hand smoothing down the wave pattern cut in the middle of her dress, gaze peering up to remain locked on him. As he spoke the child seemed to let event’s catch up with her, curiosity over taking her expressions like some wild untamed beast that could not be contained for anything or anyone. Why should she contain herself, especially for someone beneath her! Only the girl knew she was not being so callous as normal or she would have mocked him for his tears already because she tried her very best not to cry and it upset her when other people tried to make that weakness seem alright. Frey knew her family was powerful, her mother was one of the most feared existences around. It wouldn’t do it she was ever caught crying, it just would not cut it. Reijin had a question and she was letting any thoughts of him having been a threat for a second just drift to the winds as her innocent gaze locked with his distressed form her own posture taking on some of the traits miming as children were known to do.
Worry returned when Silver padded over to the tall male and nuzzled him, leaving her side for a moment. Yet? This also quickly had the effect of proving there was no danger here because the second Silver returned to her arms the girl remembered he would never leave her side when he suspected danger, even if the danger was not real. Ever since she had switched guilds, moved into her mother's castle, her companion refused to leave her considering everyone she was surrounded by and exposed to some sort of threat. “Yes.” she leaned forward slightly one foot coming to lift her knelt position to only slightly so, body rising slowly as she started approaching again, seeing clearly he was ready to ask whatever they had all this stress for. If this ended up being some silly thing that was unimportant, then she would be upset. However? She had yet to find that the thing they both considered most important was the same thing, just different people.
The revelation slammed into the child like bricks as he spoke, watching the tears fall as she stood there shell-shocked about what he had asked. What was she suppose to say to that? Frey did not want to break the fact he called her princess, but she also knew she had to tell him! The child had never seen anyone cry for her really, of course, there were obvious exceptions but apart from such events she had never experienced something spontaneous like this before. Reijin scared her but the child did not feel sick about it, instead, her chest felt somewhat warm like the anticipation she had when she first saved silver from starving and was waiting for the unconscious hound to rise for the first time. “About that.” now she was the one tossing unnecessary seeds of worry onto the field between them and she stayed paused for a little bit longer than he had, a slight fidget going through her as she thought about how best to word this. With the memories of meeting her mother for the first time, discovering she had two elder siblings who she could love, such things replayed in her head making it so hard to form words to explain what he needed to know. Suddenly Silver barked breaking through her head and causing the girl to give off a nervous chortle, putting one hand behind her head to grip her pink locks at the back of her skull, doing a slight shrug motion with that. “My mother, brother, sister and the guild take very good of me alongside Silver.” the female spoke up with a small voice taking a single step back with a nervous laugh. However the longer Frey thought about what she said the more she thought someone in an emotional state of mind may not get what she had tried to convey. “In other words I am alright, my appearance changed shortly I joined Savage Skull I am Frey.” hopefully he believed her because she did not really have proof, expect if he had prior knowledge of her bleeding black, then she could cut herself to prove it cause that had not changed.