Drakari found himself truly putting the concerns of tomorrow from his mind, not far away; as they were still within easy reach. However, he found that he wasn't focusing on them. That he wasn't puzzling them away. No he was simply letting them rest in the back of his mind out of his direct thoughts. That was odd for him. Drakari never let anything out of his directs thoughts that could affect his current mission or even impact his life. Drakari wasn't used to feeling anything besides darkness. He wasn't used to feeling anything besides loneliness and pain. He was used to being alone, used to death behind his companion. He was used to everything being a certain dark and cold way. She threw everything around him into disarray.<br/><br/>He didn't respond right away letting the charm of their kiss wash away all other thoughts. His hands responded to her as she drew closer to him. As she wrapped her arms around him he drew his arms around her and hugged her tightly to his chest. Feeling the swell of her breasts against the light material of his shirt. Feeling her lips on his. Feeling her tender hands on his back. His eyes were closed as he deepened the kiss for a moment longer. Tasting her and content. Reluctantly after a few more minutes he leaned back against the counter still holding her to his chest. Looking down at her face he spoke.<br/><br/>Drakari found himself speaking before he even realized what he was doing. Found himself sharing things he'd never shared before with another living soul outside his own mind.<span style="color: #008000">"My mother didn't need to practice magic Aleyda she was a Sidhe Queen. She was the daughter of the Summer Queen. She is Lady Summer. One night she gave my father and three years she gave me when I turned eleven. Her name was Alia, but that isn't her true name. I can't tell you her true name for I am only to use it in greatest time of need. This is but one of the gifts my Sidhe mother gave me, but none of her gifts are what I ever wanted from her. What I wanted her very nature forbids me from having,"</span>he said very softly. The sadness and darkness in his words were so deep it was a wonder he didn't cry when he spoke them, for his voice held that same note as one who was about to weep.