Private Finished Dragon Adoption

They sat at a café, the blue haired teen looking at the woman across him with an odd combination of curiosity and suspicion. Eein hadn't been on the island long, long enough to learn a bit about it, long enough to know that dragons were plentiful, but he didn't think he'd been there long enough to be adopted by anyone.

He'd tilt his head, his blue eyes looking her over, "why me?" he'd ask, a bit of cold frost mist escaping from the corner of his mouth as he spoke. "Plenty of kids running around needing parents, some a lot younger than me, but you choose the weird dragon teenager," he'd say, very calmly, his eyes on the other hand showing an odd combination of confusion and concern. "Lots of kids you'd be better off taking in," the woman was a dragon, he could tell that much by her scent.

Eein would listen closely, the corner of his lip twitching as she explained herself, where she was from, why she was doing this. He'd open his mouth to say something but wasn't able to find the words, he'd pinch the bridge of his nose and let out a sigh that was accompanied by a puff of frosty mist like air.

"Well that's something isn't it," he'd rub the side of his head, his emotions twisting and turning. "So you..knew him...or..," he's look at her, "he never talked about that stuff, he just said he was...I don't know...a wanderer before he met mom...I did overhear them talking sometimes though, not much."

He'd take a breath, "and what about the others...other clan members? Are there more here? Ones that knew my dad?" The young dragon would tilt his head, looking at her, wondering why his father would never speak about this, why he'd never seen other clan members before.

Eein stared at her, speechless, unable to find words, his father had been exiled, banished, thrown out like trash, all for crimes he didn't commit, framed. He breathed out, a slightly noticeable flicker of blue in the cold air that came out.

Taking a calming breath he looked to her, his eyes a bit calmer, he honestly wasn't sure what to think of all this. It was all almost to much, a little overwhelming. "This is....fuck.....why? Why'd they do that to him?"

He remained quiet for a moment, collecting his thoughts, he had many questions, some of which were perhaps best suited for another time. "What of the ones here?" he'd ask, "was my father's name ever cleared?....will they ever be ok with you taking me in? The son of an exile?"

He was framed, his father had been framed and cast out like trash, he'd sigh and rub the temples of his head. Anger, confusion, there were a lot of emotions swirling around in his head, he'd have a bad migraine from all of this later, but for now he'd focus.

Adoption, she was offering to be his guardian, to take him into the clan. He could say yes, but did he wasn't this? Eein would look at her, his thoughts clearing as he forcused. She was offering him what had been taken from his father, birthright and clan, yes this was his by right. "I....yes...ok."

Eein would look at her, "I want this....whatever it'll bring," he doubted it would just be as easy as him walking in and joining, no given how complicated everything else was he expected this to be just as complicated. "I don't know much about clans...but my father should have had this...so I'll have it," he'd nod and sigh, feeling a little emotionally drained, "thank you."

"A few weeks...well..we can keep meeting up like this or do something in the city," he'd say sith a nod, and a small smile that showed a bit of nervousness despite how calm he usually was, "I honestly haven't been around people all that much, we always lived pretty far out, so....city's and all that it's definitely new."

Eein would take her hand in his and gently shake it, "and I'll pull my wewasny I'll find a job," he wasn't one to just take something good without returning the favor, he'd try to help pay bills of she'd let him.

He'd gently release hee hand, his emotions still swirling, he wanted to scream, hit something and cry all at the same time, but no, he'd remain calm and find a vent later on.