Robyn led her to the room next to Alec's, the key already in the lock. As he opened the door, it was much like the room her shared with his mom-the room that might just be his now.
"Like a real one, and it's up high just like we used to see. Like when we would play in the attic-it's like that high!"
Of course, his perception of height was severely off. Being as small as he was, nearly everything seemed high up, even just the second and third level of the ship. His eyes widened at the thought of going up there again, but this time with Charlotte.
"Yeah, he's real cool He gave me a feather, but I was going to give it to you." Reaching in his pocket and pulled out the feather Alec had plucked for him.
He held it up to her and smiled to her,
"It's all yours, cause you always told me you like them. You can rub it on your face- it's really soft!" As he suggested it, he rubbed the ruffled black feather on his face, then held it up again.
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"He is one lucky boy to have such an accepting best friend. I could have used a girl like her..." Morgan peaked one eye and looked at him.
"I have you now though, and you've put a huge band-aid on all my past experiences with exposing my wings." She thought about the idea of a tutor, then considered her father as a mentor to them both.
He could harness whatever power he has, and she can watch him grow and learn right along with him.
She laughed softly, and nodded beneath his chin.
"I actually felt a change in her energy the day she conceived but...didn't want to mention it since she was already keeping it a secret. They will have one beautiful, healthy baby..." As she whispered the last few words, she couldn't help but feel like they were empty. She did wish them the best, and she did love her son-but a piece was missing. Morgan had always wanted her own, though conception seemed out of the question.