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[princessia]

"Umm... h-hello! This is Elize Lutus. I'm sorry I can't get to you right now. Please leave a message."

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[princessia]

[ Their affectionate touch brings a flicker of a weary, vague smile on her face. There might be even a tinge of sadness to that smile as she once again wonders how her parents treated her, if they ever showed her similar affection. She can't clearly recall her dream, but she's certain she must have been dreaming of being with a family.

She pulls the blanket closer around her body, comfortably resting back on her side and nestling her head on Cullen's lap. ]

[dawnwillcome]

[After sharing a mildly concerned look with Cullen, Jove chooses to stay silent for the moment to let Elize get back to sleep. She rubs the girl's back in an attempt to soothe that sad look off her face, but she can't seem to get it out of her head.

Poor thing is probably terribly homesick and all she has to alleviate that feeling are people she didn't even choose to surround herself with.]

[serves]

[Cullen wants to believe that her parents did everything they could for her, and that they tucked her into bed each night, if they didn't let her fall asleep on them like this. He settles an arm over her and the blanket. One more layer of protection between her and the world--or worlds--at large.]