Ensarrian did not push for a response, instead letting the silence extend. He kept his head pressed against her back, silently wondering if she should still embrace her. Hugs were far more comforting than what he was doing. What else could he do to comfort the poor girl? Talking might lift a weight from her shoulders, but that’s up to her. Offering a distraction might help; there are plenty of stories he could tell. But again, that was up to her. She may just want to sit in silence. Or, perhaps not.
Though the silence lasted a long while, it was eventually broken after the sobbing stopped and her tears had been wiped away. Ensarrian frowned slightly. Why would her birthday give her reason to cry? Maybe it happened to be a mark for more than her birth, a reminder of something tragic. Either way, he didn’t judge, and he didn’t ask. Instead he smiled softly as she suggested they get out of the water. It wasn’t her fault she doesn’t know that he’s a dragon, a fire dragon at that. He can keep himself warm with an internal flame much like a furnace, one he can control the temperature of so he is never cold. And no amount of heat bothers him, so he can never be too hot. Fevers and colds are something he can never get. But he said nothing and let her be for now.
He moved away to give her space when she turned to face him. He was hard pressed to tell her that what he did was nothing compared to what she did for him. But some might argue that emotional pain if far worse than physical, and might be offended if told otherwise. He didn’t wish to offend her. “I just wish I could have done more,” was all he said in reply.
Suddenly she started to ask something, but something was holding her tongue. He cocked a brow as her face turned a shade of pink, her head shaking. Raziel then stood and helped him onto his feet. It was only then that he realized their difference in height. He didn’t consider himself tall for his age, but next to her he felt like a tree next to a small bush. She was so tiny!
Raziel found her voice again, pulling him from the distraction. Still she stumbled to find her words, face turning a deeper shade of red as it became downcast. Why was she so shy all of a sudden? Part of him wanted to encourage her, to let her know that no matter what it was she wanted to ask, she needn’t feel embarrassed about it. And then finally, the question revealed itself. He blinked, taken aback by the request. But he didn’t ask why. There was no need to. The angel is blind; how else is she supposed to find out what he looks like? Smiling tenderly, he responded, “Of course you may.” His heart thumped at the idea of her hands all over his face. Aside from Isedora, his girlfriend, he gets nervous around the opposite sex, especially when they get close or touch him. This is because he lacked experience with them, and thus was never sure how to react.
Still, he owed Raziel, and so he came closer and waited until she was ready.
