❝ spring for flirting but fall for the untamed delicious wild things ❞

[medievalism]

{ an autumn mixer }

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[returnanew]

Yes, he had questions. So many questions. But... Gaja pressed his lips together, pondering where to begin.

"I would rather get to know you since we'll be seeing each other again. My eternal caretaker."

[beforetime]

"Know me?"

Death didn't hide his surprise. His eyes widened and he tilted his head as he observed him. He wanted to know him? "What do you wish to know of me?"

[returnanew]

"Well..." Gaja looked at Death, and then ahead toward the trees. His expression was thoughtful. He didn't want to be crass with someone who has been taking care of him since the dawn of time itself.

"Do you have time for other things? Like hobbies? If so, what sorts of things do you enjoy doing?"