Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-27743663-20160528124545/@comment-27743663-20160601021429

A content hum could be hear from Marain's mouth as she stared at the scene, lightly swaying on the balls of her feet as she took in the scene. She held Jetsam behind her, looking almost like a young giddy trick-or-treater as she took in the scene. It was times like this she wished she had the time to sit down and paint. Granted her painting skills were mediocre at best, but it was enough to record the sight.

She stopped her unseen motions as Asper spoke, turning her head to acknowledge him.

"No," she spoke, her voice clear for the first since speaking to him, "I think it's quite tragic."

She started intensely at the back of his head after that, this continung for what was realistically only seconds. She then walked in front of him and turned around, plomping down while facing him.

"Sit," she commanded, her hushed tone from earlier back.

She didn't say anything more after that, her eyes silently telling him to say what was on his mind.