As his thumb ran across the back of her delicate hand, she lost herself for the briefest of moments.<br/><br/>Her mind once again swam with the what-if's that suffocated her memories of Ghaleon. Her heart longed to beat for him, and she found herself dying the silent death of one who has to smother their emotions. She could feel the dull, aching, throb of her heart sinking in her chest. She quieted the whispers her heart longed to say... I could love him... Her blood ran cold as the chasm in her chest seemed to swallow her lungs as well,<span style="font-style: italic">what sort of wretched love could exist between two so perfectly cursed.</span><br/><br/>She leaned against the tree, staring at the swaying leaves overhead. She found herself angry, at herself for having these emotions and at Ghaleon for exhuming them from the cold, dusty crypt in which they belonged. Her skin goosebumped as Felly'bas emerged from inky shadow, the faintest magic touched Delphine's senses... Felly was notoriously hard to sense, though the task got easier when you knew what you were looking for. Felly'bas seemed distant... distracted. Delphine straightened, taking a step towards the girl she saw as a sister, but before she could say anything an elf dropped in, quite literally, to their gathering.<br/><br/>"Lilith's standards for what's essential always have been rather... lax." Delphine chided. She walked to stand beside Ghaleon near the group, "You must have impressed Ghaleon, though, or you would not be here." She looked him over, then glanced to Ghaleon, "Though I suppose we all make mistakes." She walked past Felly'bas, gently touching her shoulder, smiling warmly at her, then continuing her pace. "Shall we be off? We do have a full day of murder and theft, and a very tight schedule." She half-joked as she rounded the tree, thinking once more to the promises Ghaleon had made. She sighed, staring into the distance, She only prayed that this job wouldn't cost her life or the lives of those she held dear. While she would never say it, she worried about Felly and Ghaleon more than she worried about herself. She knew Claire long enough to know she could handle anything thrown at her with typical human ingenuity. Vero... Delphine wasn't even convinced he<span style="font-weight: bold">could</span>die; she imagined he would simply congeal from the desolation it would require to end his life.<br/><br/>Felly'bas... Delphine felt closer to her than most of her sisters. They were both damned... monsters in the eyes of many. While both profoundly capable, in profoundly different ways, Delphine knew that there were complications; circumstances that could greatly hinder the perpetually youthful girl. Delphine saw a lot of herself in Felly, maybe that was why she feared losing her so much. As for Ghaleon... Her heart dropped at the thought of losing him. He was one of so few constants in her life, she would sooner lose her magic, her music, her beauty, than lose Ghaleon.