Snippet #2357199

"Do I get any privacy?" Azura asked, causing Sairen to frown. "Unfortunately for both of us, no," he muttered in response. "It's not like I choose to hear whatever you ramble on about inside your head". His entire body tensed and he had to try to hide the fact that he was angrily digging his nails into his own palms as he clenched his fists. It was taking everything he had inside of him to not scream and shout, to not let all of his anger out and just destroy the room completely.

His eyes were soft as he gazed at Azura. "If you want privacy, think less," his tone was almost as soft as his stare but it still came out sounding like a growl, he couldn't hold that back. He then decided that the conversation was pretty much dead on his end, and so he stood up and walked over to his wardrobe to put on a new outfit, something simple. He was wearing a suit, much like before, although this one was darker and almost looked black in the darker areas of the room.

Sairen left his hair for the time being. He'd managed to dry it for the most part, but there were a few places that were still a little wet. He ran his hands through his hair and, much like before, scraped it away from his forehead.

"When I first found out I could read thoughts, I thought it was simply amazing," he started from the other side of the room, his glare fixed on the drawn picture rather than Azura herself. "But I sound found out it was a curse, not a gift. I am not the one to have received the worst 'curse' within the family, but you can understand that hearing the thoughts of other people is not fun. It's like walking everywhere and constantly having to be surrounded by talking. All the time. All around the house. Non-stop".

"There were times when I had to stop myself from scratching at my ears and forehead in an attempt to stop it. Elizabeth had stopped me on numerous occasions. Eventually I just stopped aswell and learnt to accept that there was nothing I could do".

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Johnathan cuddled Analise close as they lay together in the fields of his mind. He could honestly say that he'd never felt more relaxed in all his years of life, whilst being overwhelmed with joy at the exact same time. There were so many feelings that he felt from Analise but couldn't quite put his finger on them, and not all of them could be identified. They were positive, mostly. Or so he could only hope.

His eyes shifted downwards to Analise's face and, with a large smile, he leaned in and kissed her forehead gently. Just one look from those eyes and he was ready to go again, but he couldn't. He previously mentioned that he'd never felt so energetic before. That was gone now. He wasn't exhausted but he was hardly in any position to do anything active.

"I don't know what I'd do if you weren't in this head of mine. I'd probably be lazily sitting on the grass in silence. As you most likely already assumed, my mind is not the most interesting place to be," he said. "A little company can be quite nice though. I know that I don't have to be alone here, 'cause it sucks just a little bit".