Kandace
Carnelian broke his stillness when she handed over the artwork. He grasped the sketch gingerly and stared at the page for about fifteen seconds in silence. The silence being broken by a metallic hum from him. They lowered the page to their lap and re-established eye-contact with Sonne. His beady blue eyes staring straight at her, like daggers stabbing into her. The voice emitted from under the mask in a softer, more serious tone, 

"The world that our physical bodies are in is constantly flooded with darkness that ravages and consumes those that let it. There is also light that is within the world that beats back the despair of the void. In our order, we refer to people like Helena as 'beacons'— gleaming lights in the very shadows of Ambrosia. The influence of dark forces drove you to commit an evil yourself. Despair had gripped you in that moment and ever since it has been weighing deeply on your heart and mind. You must remember the opportunity Helena wanted you to have, and know that she living in a state of absolution.
Jo
|| from what moment we continue

|| then ping me when it actually starts
Larry
"I wouldn't waste the life she created for me, so i just continue living, letting go but never forgetting, what happened can't be changed, but i can live a better life each day, for my sake, and for her's."

*Sonne yawns and gives off an honest smile, one of appreciation and respect*

"In any case, did you like the painting? I can even do more if you so desire."
Kandace
"Yes. The painting is a wonderful rendition. This sounds almost egotistical, but I like the coloring and small details that you embelled on me."
Larry
"It's only natural, i are the center focus point of the piece after all. Besides, it isn't egotistical to like the attention given to you, it's just a way to appreciate yourself some more, just don't get obsessed with yourself you know... Also, could i get some more tea please? I really liked that"