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"You do know about the Sky Festival, right?" Keahi snapped, which in turn snapped Sage out of his thoughts with a slight jolt. "Unless it's changed this year, yes," Sage answered quietly. He hadn't completely been paying attention to where the conversation of the group had gone, so he wasn't sure if his answer even made sense. Even though he had come back to reality, his mind still lingered on Alek's words: "And it's the King's fault." He looked at Reyna, who was smiling. He smiled too, happy that even though people usually dismiss her because she's Irrational, she still manages to smile.
Sage leaned his cheek into his palm, his elbow still on his knee, and pushed what food was left on his tray around with his fork. He knew he wasn't very good at conversing with people, and groups made him extremely nervous. I'm okay. These are friendly people, he thought to himself, doing his best to remember to breathe so that he wouldn't freak out. Keahi's face was still sporting a frown and an angry expression, however Sage could tell she wasn't angry at any of them. He figured that it was sort of a subconscious thing that she did without really realizing it sometimes. Or maybe she was aware of it, fully aware even, but Sage couldn't be sure. Sage zoned out again, mindlessly "playing" with his food, unsure of how to continue at this point in the group's conversation. Say something, idiot! he thought, mentally kicking himself for being unable to speak well to others.
Hex Code: #5E7687