He was being.. courteous by keeping his distance? To her that really didn't make any sense, it was an odd saying she surely wasn't very use to hearing. What was the difference if he sat closer or not? It almost brought her mind off the whole oracle thing for a moment; her deep brows eyes even scrunched up in thought. Akeme's head gently turned up to gaze at the older of the tree once again. Could that have really been the reason for him keeping his distance? Because he wasn't use to being around more... prey type of his kind?
Akeme took in a deep breath, and took the initiative to move a little closer to Ezra. She scooted herself jut a bit in the grass, making it ruffled and shuffled beneath her weight. The small girl was close enough now, but far enough away to make sure HE was comfortable as well.
"Please do," she nodded her head gently, waiting to hear all about this, "don't worry, a grain of salt will surly be taken with the information." With a light nod of her head, she placed her hands down into her small lap and paid close attention to the older man.
Ears flicked back and forth, here and there with each word that came from the man's mouth; her small body gently leaned forward to hear him even better. All he said almost seemed like a fiary tale in all sense of the word, but his words sounded truthful enough as well. She could hardly believe any of it, though she had heard about the fire from someone else quite a bit ago it seemed.
Her brows furrowed softly now; the dead were walking among them? How could that possibly be? "That sounds... horrible," she spoke softly, "I'm sorry to hear about what happened to your people, I can't imagine what that must have been like for you..."
Akeme took in a deep breath, and took the initiative to move a little closer to Ezra. She scooted herself jut a bit in the grass, making it ruffled and shuffled beneath her weight. The small girl was close enough now, but far enough away to make sure HE was comfortable as well.
"Please do," she nodded her head gently, waiting to hear all about this, "don't worry, a grain of salt will surly be taken with the information." With a light nod of her head, she placed her hands down into her small lap and paid close attention to the older man.
Ears flicked back and forth, here and there with each word that came from the man's mouth; her small body gently leaned forward to hear him even better. All he said almost seemed like a fiary tale in all sense of the word, but his words sounded truthful enough as well. She could hardly believe any of it, though she had heard about the fire from someone else quite a bit ago it seemed.
Her brows furrowed softly now; the dead were walking among them? How could that possibly be? "That sounds... horrible," she spoke softly, "I'm sorry to hear about what happened to your people, I can't imagine what that must have been like for you..."
