Red Fish Mingle

[poisontippedcure]

Who: The crew of the Red Fish! (And Friends)
Broadcast: No.
Action: Red Fish!
When: Throughout late August and early September.

Comments

[veilstrike]

You sweet talker.

[ Holding gently, Leilani begins to him, still stroking her fingers through his hair, soft and gentle. It's the sort of song she's sure mothers sang to their babes, but she doesn't remember much of her mother and she doesn't think she'll have much in the way of children. ]

Lath sulevin, lath araval ena, arla ven tu vir mahvir. Melana ‘nehn, enasal ir sa lethalin.

[postocular]

[ The moment is so achingly like what his mom used to do for him when he couldn't sleep. Especially after everything went to shit and so much of the world was a nightmare. She would sit next to him in their tent, singing that familiar lullaby, and everything was okay again.

He can feel his throat seizing up, something welling up in his chest. The sigh he lets out is a little bit shaky. ]

[veilstrike]

[ Leilani shifts, drawing him closer, letting him rest against her before she sighs gently. There's no stopping her singing, and she repeats the words over him, stroking fingers through his hair. The song isn't a long one, but it's about what they're going through; it's about her struggles, both as the Dalish and as passengers on the Fleet. Carl can relate to that. ]

[postocular]

[ He enjoys her singing, as acutely painful as the reminder is. Carl can follow along with most of her song, though there are a few phrases that he's not sure of. When she's finished, he lets out another breath, though this one is more controlled. ]

My mom used to sing to me. Didn't realize how much I missed it..

[veilstrike]

[ Turning, Leilani draws him closer, hooking he chin over his head gently. ]

I think someone used to sing to me, once. I don't remember it very well and then I grew up fast.

[postocular]

[ He drapes over her uselessly, enjoying the closeness. She makes him feel safe. ]

Doesn't seem fair sometimes, but I don't think I wouldn't want to with everything that happened.

[veilstrike]

[ At least she has this, she thinks. She might be missing Justice and her home and her arm, but she has Carl. It makes up for some of the pain; it eases her. ]

Some things are worth forgetting. [ She frowns, eyes darting away. ] You remember the things that matter.

[postocular]

You're right, they are.. But some things you'd rather forget need to be remembered.

[ He burrows a little further into her ]

[veilstrike]

You don't need to tell me that again. [ She sighs. ] It's the cost of living - remembering what others do not.

[postocular]

It is.. [ He huffs. ] Sorry, I kind of turned the moment into a bummer again.

[veilstrike]

It's fine. [ She smiles, leaning close. ] It helps to talk.

[postocular]

You're right.. this helps.

[ He's really not physically close with people. A stray hug here or there, but nothing like this. ]

[veilstrike]

[ Kissing his head, she smiles. ]

I'll always be here, da'len.

[postocular]

I know. I will too, if you need me.

[veilstrike]

I know. I appreciate it, truly.