"If found return to..."[CL. RP]

Dreamer stood there for a moment, slowly trying to take it the question he had asked. 'What upset him?' It was an odd question and especially on he didn't want to answer. There was lots of things and he could already feel how easily Tea got upset over his fussiness when he couldn't see. Too many reason but really he could feel where this was leading too.

" I... I used to be able to do things on my own. Walk, run, talk, fight, see things all on my own." He started off slowly, briefly giving the other eye contact before looking back to the ground.
Letting out a small breath he twiddled with his thumbs as he continued, " I can't really do any of those things on my own, I have to be guidied by someone. Treated like I'm glass as if they don't remember I used to fight and protect." He broke off the hard state he was giving the floor to bring his attention back to the tall cultist, " I worked hard to be who I was and to have it ripped away within seconds, haunts me in all my nightmares."
He paused again, giving himself time to let all the negative energy melt off a bit, " I guess, perhaps, that why I'm upset." He only managed to let out softly, almost as if that had lifted some little weight he had on his shoulders

His entire being felt jittery all over from nervousness, as if that wasn't enough he didn't feel as if he had to share so much as all it did was make the other feel worse.

Deciding to stop beating around the bush he simply said, " I know this is something you probally hate to have to keep remembering but.... I don't blame you for what you did. " he sighed a little out a relief for having to stop avoiding the topic.
" I know what happened, your involvement. I was part of the C.U.T for a while before being captured you know." He let his hands unconsciously run his amulet. " I, just want to ask if... I mean.... How are you? " it was rather a simply and to be honest vague question but he stood to by what he asked. Out of all the stories he had heard that came out of the takeover, he never knew the outcome of the one who supposedly started it all. The other was let back in obviously but he was curious...at what cost?

The young boy let himself study of the taller cultist as he though on the question. His struggles were reflected in his body movement and the way his eyes sometime look away and not make contact would make his nerves come back.

Was it appropriate to ask that question? Did he make a mistake again? Oh god he was probably too insensitive again, what a terrible habit of his to do that. Were among the rushed thoughts passing through his head until his attention back to him. He looked sort of surprised as he repeated his words again and... Smiled. It was the first time he had seen the other with an expression that wasn't in distress or sad. It seemed sincere, almost happy.

In that moment he let himself smile a little along with him " I see... glad to see that even after all that you can still smile ." He snapped himself out of the moment to look around the room laughed a bit nervously, " .... how about we sit down and take a moment to relax?" the transition between a serious moment to a nice chat was frankly really awkward thing to try but he couldn't help it! He still was awfully curious about the tall cultist and with all the still slight tenseness they could definitely use a breather.

Dreamer led himself to the couch the other had referred to, he sat on one edge of the school, his hands neatly rested on his lap politely. Smiling softly he gave his attention to the other, the couch was surprisely soft and little worn if he were to be honest but nice for a warm conversation with the taller cultist.
He glanced away a moment to think of a good starter, not wanting to let the good vibes disappear, he thought hard before asking before he could even proceed what he was saying, " I'd like to know you a little better since I hardly get to meet new people so I guess I want to ask, what you like to do? Do you sort of lounge about here often " He really needed to learn how to control his excitement more.

Dreamer listen carefully, absorbing the information and little things he was getting. " Do you think you'll ever write like you used to again? I bet you have some interesting work." He commented, the individual seem to that of a sort of scholar, well perhaps just saying a literature lover would be safe to say.
He perked up a bit as he was asked back, thinking about it for a moment he responded, " I usually train, if not I'm walking around the forest just enjoying nature. Or hunting down sweets like how the other day I met an angel because I might have or have not stole their candy." He added on as he thought about it and chuckled a little.