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He stumbled as he walked, his fingers interlocked with Teresa's while she clung to his arm. He was already limping and the sand wasn't helping any, but still it felt good to have the open air coursing around them. His hair with flutter wildly whenever a good breeze would hit them. Shutting his eyes he turned his face towards Teresa and smiled warmly. "So tell me about yourself."

Quils looked forward again, wriggling his fingers slightly and ensuring his grip. He didn't care about when she would talk about, as long as he was getting to know her he was happy. "Well let's do this chronologically. So before your assasin days." he said, smiling with pride at his use of a big word.

Morgan appeared at the edge of the coast waiting for him. At fiirst she had wondered if Mordrid should meet Rivven, but after asking around it didn't seem like the best idea. Now she didn't have a choice. The Faye simply would not take him back without knwoing he had spent some time with her. Like that would help. She sat down on a nearby rock and made a fist to prop up her chin. Were they dong it to her on purpose? They might have just sent him to Arthur. If Mab had cared enough she would have saved Mordrid like last time. Perhaps she didn't know.

"Let's get going. I need to find you a place to stay and I'll be damned if that's the school." she wanted somewhere where he would be much better supervised. No way wsa she prepared to leave hinm with a dragon. "Why aren't you with Arthur? The Faye could have easily instructed him to take you for a little while."

"Just come with me, we'll see what happens." she would be passing through the wildreness. Most likely run into Riven. But there was no way she would tell him that eventually. Morgan hadn't wanted them to meet, but if she was to spend more time with Rivven he should know of Mordrid, and he was under her care now whether she liked it or not.

Rivven came to the beach, walking a tad slowly. He had no idea what to say. He really needed to just forget about that first comment. He was annoyed with Mordrid, his attitude really chaffed, but he could deal with the boys comments, though he really hoped they didn't bother Morgan at all. He stopped by the shore, until he spotted Morgan, and walked over to her slowly, trying to think of something to say. He was beside her long before he had any idea of how to break the silence.

Rivven looked at Morgan, a tired, weary look he wished he had hidden. He could hardly think at this point, he just wanted to get his mind off of it all. So despite that he wasn't sure he'd do too well with a party, since he hardly knew how to act around any single person he didn't know, and truthfully half the time her, it sounded like a good idea. "Sure... Sure, let's go there."

Rivven sighed and sat down on the sand, putting a hand to his forehead. "I-I'm making to big of a deal of all this, I know. I'm the one who should be helping you right now, this must be tough on you... but... when you say you're his mother... are you... his birth mother?" he asked, quietly, hopeful for that this time something might turn out better than was likely rather than worse. He knew he shouldn't ask... but he'd been having stupid things flutter in and out of his head all day, and he just felt he needed to.