[There's always the temptation there, to glimpse minds, to help him understand the person, to trust them, but these strangers are just as trapped as he is, and Ven isn't about to breach their trust. Especially when it seems he found someone that might know a thing or two about him.
He raises an eyebrow, curious about her knowledge. He has never met her, and given her wonder about his body, he doubts she's ever encountered a wisp like him. But he can feel the magic in her touch, and there's something about her that strikes him as trustful; Enough that he's a little more open about his origins than he's been with anyone else yet. ]
I'm sure there's some that would call us fae. Our ancient name is Ardaya, but these days, most call us wisps.
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He raises an eyebrow, curious about her knowledge. He has never met her, and given her wonder about his body, he doubts she's ever encountered a wisp like him. But he can feel the magic in her touch, and there's something about her that strikes him as trustful; Enough that he's a little more open about his origins than he's been with anyone else yet. ]
I'm sure there's some that would call us fae. Our ancient name is Ardaya, but these days, most call us wisps.