Ah...
I've become really conscious of the world.
This is bad...
I can't help but notice his hair falling from his forehead to his ear, his breathing, the warm sunlight shining on his face, the gentle breeze from the window.
I can touch his hand and feel it.
Looks like he woke up. Did he notice I wasn't asleep? I dont want him to notice.
"Riven?" of course he's confused.
I decided to cut the act. I wonder what expression I'm making right now.
"Echo..." I said with a bit of unease "are you ok?"
What a stupid question. Of course he isn't...but then...why is he smiling?
"I'm fine...thanks to you"
How did he know it was me? What should I say?
right...
I should probably tell him about this.
"Ech-"
"Riven," my words were cut off by a unreadable Echo "what did you mean by that?" he paused " by one of us will die, by...you're dying"
I paused.
" Echo...I'm your time" I wonder if he'll belive me. It sounds ridiculous but I still want you to belive me. If you don't...
If you don't?
What could I ever do?
He paused as if he's considering something or maybe he'll laugh at me.
"Riven...how is that possible?"
I knew it. He wouldn't belive me.
"if you really are my time, then why didn't I feel any different when I touched you?"
His expression of genuine confusion tickled my heart, I couldn't help but smile.
"H-hey! don't tell me you were joking!" his face was flushed with genuine embaressment. Does he think this is a fairytale?
cute.
"That's because i'm becoming human" I said, my face muscles relaxing again.
"why?" he asked, his face was filled with concern "is it bad that your turning human?"
"if I turn human...your time will stop...you'll either become immortal or die" I didn't crack my voice at the end right?
Someone entered the room.
It was a tall woman, beautiful black hair, piercing brown eyes in a white shirt and beige skirt and a beige coat hanging fron both her shoulders