Snippet #2471376

Nassir was quiet, his blue skin and white hair changing back to dark, the man curled up on the floor when Tavyna's soft voice finally reached his ears. The touch of her hand on his arm earned a flinch of surprise, but he did not retaliate or pull away from her.
Her warm arms around his shoulders were trembling, and the male vaguely wondered if she was scared of him now. Probably. And as such, she wouldn't be likely to want to deal with him or talk to him as much. For some reason, he felt a bit..dare he say...disappointed by this?

Feeling her breath on his skin, Nassir focused his attention on her breathing as she spoke. Sorry? Why was she sorry though? Nassir was deathly quiet, until he shook his head.

"Don't throw your life away so easily.....and don't swear to that. You've done more than any human has before...I have begun to believe you, bit by bit." he murmured, biting his lip as he rested his head against Tavyna's shoulder, slowly daring to relax.

A soft 'tink' could be heard, the sound something akin to a bead falling onto a hard surface. On the floor beneath them were several pale blue 'beads' about the size of a wrinkled, dried pea. They were tiny stones; shiny as gems, round as a marble, and smooth as glass.