Dart chuckled as he set down his tray and refilled Foxglove's mug and passed it to her before filling himself a panniken and sat across the bar from her. 
"You w-wouldn't have t-to do that," Dart chuckled as he sat down and took a sip of his drink. 

"W-w-what do you w-want f-from me? I-I d-don't know what I can d-do for you, really…" he said sounding a little nervous.  "I mean, I am j-just a b-busboy, a-after all."

Foxglove gave him a smile and didn't even argue with him. She was going to do it anyways. She studied his features for a moment before thinking on his words. "I just want a friend. A friend that is free spirited and can be able to keep up with me. You are a kind soul, my mother taught me to read people and I can tell."

There was a smile that crossed those lips that spelled that she was completely serious with him. "You can be a friend right? Someone who is there for me when no other can? Like a white knight. You would be glorious as a white knight!" She chuckled as she envisioned him in the best shining armor there was. She took a drink out of her mug and smiled. "And I am just a useless daughter who can't find her place in the world."

For a moment she was sad but she perked up. "There are people who would argue with the both of us. The point is we can be of use to each other." She gently tapped her fingers on the table and blushed. "You are much more than the role you fill. You are someone's son, maybe sibling, someone's white knight, future husband, and if you will it future father. That is what my mother would say to you right now. You are not just a busboy not to me and certainly not to others. Just like I am not a useless daughter to my mother." 

She drank the mug and thought about it for a moment more. "I'm sure you have the best dreams and you have a goal. I want to find my purpose in this world past.. well past being what I am." She had to be careful as she thought about her place in the world. "You are very lucky to meet all the people you do even if they don't like to think much of you. They are idiot and should be smacked upside the head." She gave him a reassuring smile. 

"I can sing and I can dance but I will never be like my sister Holly who is a bard. I can recite poetry from old tomes but I will never be on the level some of my sisters are when it comes to being a scholar. I am still trying to find my place in the world and I am sure you are too."

Dart smiled almost shyly, his face still a touch pink from blushing. "A f-friend is al-always a welcome th-thing," he replied. "F-Father always y-you couldn't p-put a p-price on a l-l-loyal companion. I w-would b-b-be hon-hon-honored to c-call s-s-someone l-like you a f-friend," he smiled. He chuckled at the thought of being anyone's white knight, especially hers. No one had really made him think such things aside from his own mother of course. 

"I don't kn-know about a kn-kn-knight, but I don't b-b-believe your c-claim of b-being useless," he said with a slight laugh. He listened to her words intently, slowly swirling his drink around in his mug. She was right, and it struck him as amazing that she could be filled with such wisdom despite her incredibly young appearance. Of course, then she clarified that her mother would have told him the same thing and it made perfect sense to him. He chuckled. "I th-th-think our m-mothers w-w-wouldg-get along," he chuckled. 

"You are r-right though. I-I don't w-want to be a b-b-busboy f-forever. M-m-my f-father was a w-warrior, and a great man. One day, I w-want to t-travel and do great things as he did. R-right now, I am w-working to b-be able to k-k-keep my mother provided for, and t-to s-s-save up for a journey. I l-l-learned much from m-m-my father before he died, and I p-practice with his old t-training equipment every n-night," he told her. 

Foxglove looked towards his blush and gave him a friendly smile. "Your father is a very wise man." All she had was her mother and siblings. There was no father, how weird was that to think of? She frowned a bit but tried to push it off. "I would be honored as well!"

Propping herself up on her fist she smiled at him. "You look like a knight to me. Not every knight has armor sometimes they come in rags but I've heard of noble souls who wear none at all!" She chuckled at the thought of a man trying to save her and had his dingle dangle hanging out. She just happened to be taking a drink at the end of the thought as she coughed on ale and started laughing. "Oh my.. my mind wanders."

She jumped out of her seat and slammed her hands on the bar. "Then why don't we leave together? Why don't we go on a journey! We're not getting any younger! You and me we could go all over the lands and see everything! If you are worried about your mother I could ask a favor of my mother! Wouldn't that be wonderful!"

She blushed and stared at Dart. "Will you come with me? It has been my dream for a very long time to leave Adeluna and the Temple to go out and see the world. It would please my mother to know I am happy finally." Maybe this was her purpose.

Dart didn't know what she had found funny enough to make her cough on her ale and start laughing so hard, but he didn't question as she mentioned her mind had wandered after her tangent of how not all knights wore armor. instead he took a napkin and wiped the droplets of drink from her chin and then wiped up the counter with his own soft laughter. Secretly, though, he hoped she had not been laughing at him. 

He was just sitting back down on his stool and was taking a drink when she jumped up and slammed her hands down on the counter. Like when she had kissed him, he jumped visibly, nearly tipping his stool and himself backwards into the glass shelves yet again, though he did manage to catch himself on the bar, rather expertly and pulled himself forward into a steady position, his heart pounding. The people he had grown up with had always called him jumpy and high-strung, but he had never had the nervousness or anxiety that seemed to accompany such things. He parents claimed it was just fantastic reflexes, and it showed in his ability to avoid making messes and dodging about in a busy tavern setting. 

He wasn't, however, able to keep his mug from spilling all over the lower counter behind the bar, and he scrambled to wipe up the mess as Foxglove announced that they should leave on a journey together. He looked at her, bewildered, and quite frankly, unable to speak. For once, his brain was the one having a hard time forming the words. His mouth flapped open and shut like a beached fish once or twice before he managed to get a grip on himself. 

"W-w-w-well… I-I uh, I-I… Th-that is I-I m-mean… uh… w-wait, Temple?" he asked, trying to process exactly what he had just heard. 

Foxglove blushed as he cleaned her face. The pink was light across her sun-kissed skin as her green eyes sought his. It was a weird feeling but she felt like they could be good friends. "Thank you." She was always happy to have a friend help her.

Again she watched as he moved and almost lost his way. She had startled him but that was maybe a good thing. She was high energy and it took a lot to keep up with the young Rosenite. A smile came to her lips as she watched him be speechless.

It wasn't until the word temple slipped that she cuffed her mouth and stared at him for a moment. She wasn't about to lie to him and tell him that she was mistaken for a moment. She moved her hand up and ran it through her red hair for a moment. "I guess I have to explain that bit. I didn't want you to find out though." Her green eyes were sad for a moment.

She sat down at the bar and felt the words for once seem to fail leaving her lips. "To be honest, my mother is a very important person. Even you have probably heard tales of her around this tavern." She looked away from him. "The Mother. The Lady of the Land. The Goddess who Gifts Fertility and Holds the Cornucopia. I try not to tell people about it. I don't want to be treated differently. It always makes people act funny around me."


Looking back up to him full of sadness she formed what words she could through stifled tears, "Does this mean you won't go with me?"

"Y-your m-m-mother is Th-The Mother. M-Mother Earth?" he asked, still trying to get around his speechlessness. The color had vanished from his face momentarily. All this time, he had been sitting, speaking with the daughter of his own mother's deity of choice. He felt like a fool, he knew all the stories. How could he have not recognized the resemblance? Red-hair, green eyes, the works. Even her name betrayed her heritage, really. He felt like an idiot. He was still gawking in silence when he recognized the signs of sadness that fell over her face as she fought back tears. 

Now, he felt awful, and his face went from white to red. 

"Wh-what? N-n-n-no, no! I-I just d-didn't expect th-that. I-I'm s-s-sorry, Foxglove! I-I d-d-didn't mean to up-upset you!" Dart said quickly, scrambling to find the words or actions that would make up for the blunder he had made in making her think he didn't want to go anywhere with her. He had just been so surprised by the news he had forgotten to tell her that he would have really liked to travel with her. 

"To be hon-honest, I w-would l-love t-t-to g-g-go t-t-traveling w-w-with you," he told her earnestly. "And n-n-not j-j-just b-because of who-who your m-m-mother is," he promised. "I-I just didn't think a-a-anyone would ask-ask m-m-me t-t-t-to g-g-go anywhere out-out-out of the b-b-blue like this," he admitted sheepishly. 

The look on his face was enough for her but still she nodded. "The very same." She knew it was hard to hide it from most people since she looked exactly like Angela. That wasn't any surprise considering what she was. A doppelganger? Not entirely. A clone? No, not that either. So what was she?

When he had finally noticed she brought up her hands and cleared the tears from the corner of her eyes. "It's alright I shouldn't be so sensitive about it. I just don't like being treated differently. It is very hard being her daughter sometimes." Though she wondered what it was like to be the daughter of someone hatred. A shiver went down her spine and she was thankful her mother was loved.

The look of joy came back to her eyes as she lunged over the counter and hugged him. "This is great news! We could go now! We could go and pack stuff and meet each other and just run! We could see the Sundered Falls! We could see Apoy Island! WE COULD SEE IT ALL. Together! That's most important!" She let go just in case she was making him uncomfortable and gave him a smile.

"So what do you say that we do that? Tomorrow bright and early."

Dart gave Foxglove a reassuring smile. "I th-th-think I c-c-can understand th-that," he told her softly. "I w-won't t-t-tell if y-you don't w-want it kn-known," he promised, putting his hand over his heart. "It is h-hard t-t-to b-be d-d-different, wh-whether b-by b-b-birth or other m-means," he smiled. 

He must have made her really happy when he had said he would enjoy traveling with her, for she lunged over the bar in yet another fit of affection and latched her arms about his neck in a hug. He couldn't jump with her like this, so it was good that she kept him firmly seated on his stool. She was clearly excited and all the things that she told him they could do made his head spin. He patted her arms lightly, chuckling nervously and she released him, insisting that they should leave the next morning bright and early. Dart swallowed hard, his face red with blush. 

"T-Tomorrow? Th-that is a-awful s-s-soon. D-don't g-get m-me wr-wr-wrong, I d-do w-want t-t-to go. B-b-but l-l-let m-me at th-the least m-make s-s-sure th-that m-m-my mother w-will be t-taken c-care of," he insisted. "I-I w-would l-like y-y-you t-to m-m-meet h-her t-t-too," he said. 

The redhead smiled broadly at him that he understood her on some level. It was pleasant to know that he would keep her secret. She watched him put his hand over her heart and chuckled. "Thank you! I am glad to meet another person who understands how hard it is to be different." Especially since she was birthed the traditional way. She was thought into existence and she had a hard time with that as she watched her other siblings be birthed in.

When she leaped over the side of the bar onto him she noticed his face and chuckled. His face was flush as she chatted with from there. She kept him seated as she kissed his cheek and felt his hot skin against her lips. He really was blushing red as she chuckled more.

"Tomorrow is the best time. I can make sure she is taken care of. You are with the daughter of someone who can make sure she never goes hungry nor loses her home." She whispered to him. "I can arrange for your services to be something like protecting me. Imagine being knighted and protecting your princess." Which she was if she had to admit it. "My mother would do that if it meant a legit reason for all of this."

"We can go… Right now and meet your mother! Or maybe tomorrow morning when I have my mother's okay. I can have some clergy bring what she might need for now from the temple." She said in a hushed voice as she released herself from him.

"Think about it alright? Tomorrow we could be under the stars together. Travelling through the Plains of Bohor."