amplecti-vestri:

      <sub>Was it so hard to believe? People knew themselves better than he did, but something about her gave him the impression that she resembled an angelic presence. The light way she spoke nearly assured him to believe she knew everything she said was a given. Her eyes reflected an ocean’s vastness— blue like a raging sea. Though she was merely child-aged, this girl would grow and momentously change someone’s life, had she not already.

                     ”I just.. kind’a got that impression when you spoke t’ me.”</sub>

         _{To be called an angel—well it was a huge compliment all together, but one that she was still having trouble processing entirely. In hindsight, she supposed that she could appear to be a classic representation of an angel, considering that she always wore white and had an overall pale appearance but all the same. ”I’m not much of an angel,” was what spilled out of her mouth without very much forethought,. No, she was hardly an angel, if anything this man, for all of his appearance that stated otherwise, seemed kind and open hearted enough to be perceived as something akin to angelic. Or perhaps simply heroic, a knight of lore and tales of old.}

                                    _{”I'm sure that you're more of one than I am.”}