Esme: Oh...
She quietly walks over and covers Zachary with a blanket
(should there be another time skip? ;-;
(Uh-shore-)
Zachary wakes up a while later. Esme's not in the house. She's sitting on the porch, looking at the night sky.
{Zachary rubs his eyes and looks out of the front door.}
"You okay?"
Esme: ...I...I've never seen the sky before...
"Oh, it's beautiful isn't it?"
Esme smiles a little
Esme: ...I wish I could fly up and touch it...
She looks at her wings sadly
Esme: ...I'll never fly again, will I...?
"I don't know.. But, hey you never know, maybe your wings with get fixed on day!"
{Zachary smiles.}
Esme: That's a nice thought...
"Hey, don't work up yourself to much.. you've already been through a lot."
