At first Elemund wasn't perfectly sure how to respond to her muted words of thanks. Thus far he'd acting without much thinking. He felt some sort of inexplicable connection to '135, a duty to care. It seemed the fickle workings of fate had decided that Elemund would be her guardian during his time on Earth.
With a soft exhalation and a rustle of loose fabric, Elemund wrapped his arms around '135 and took her up to his chest; cradling her. The loose folds of his Kimono parted just enough to share some of his warmth, the sleeves settled around her. Forming a thin, but warm barrier between her and the outside world.
"Let's be friends."
With a soft exhalation and a rustle of loose fabric, Elemund wrapped his arms around '135 and took her up to his chest; cradling her. The loose folds of his Kimono parted just enough to share some of his warmth, the sleeves settled around her. Forming a thin, but warm barrier between her and the outside world.
"Let's be friends."