Koda watched her drain her glass before setting it next to her. He moved to a more comfortable position sitting next to her. Nodding his head as she spoke. "The living don't understand me. Most of them neither have the desire nor the patience to understand me. Its like being caught in a rock and a hard place where nothing you do is good enough for them." He said softly. "Living people make me uncomfortable because they stare and judge me just because they do not understand. Or are afraid." He smiled a bit. "You aren't like that. You don't look at me with fear and hatred. It makes me feel good knowing there is someone other than Momma Christine who doesn't view me as a freak. As someone to be afraid of." He spoke quietly. "Are we friends too Serenity?" He asked after a long moment of silence.<br/><br/>True loves kiss? He hadn't ever kissed anyone. He hadn't ever been able to be this close to a woman aside from Momma Christine. This was the closest to a beautiful woman he had ever been. "I'm a druid. My family are druids. Nature is supposed to be the magic base a druid controls but not me...mine is spirit based. It made me singled out and not worthy of my biological parents love. They would always tell me I was a monster child." He said in a sad voice.<br/><br/>"Even before I could really talk all I wanted to do was please them so they would love me." He sighed a bit. "I ran away one year when I was the equivalent of four in human years. I met Momma Christine for the first time. I was crying and she picked me up and hugged me. Told me lots of nice things and sang to me. To someone who had always been treated like they were repulsive it was the best present a kid could ask for. Of course it only made me cry harder because at that point I felt I had to go back. That there was hope I could be loveable to my parents. Over the years I would run into Christine and stay with her for some time. Then feel obligated to go back to the people who were supposed to be my parents yet always treated me like I was a horrible crime they committed. I was just hoping that maybe I could win their love. It never worked out that way but I am not the type of person to give up on people. Not truly give up. So despite Momma Christine offering numerous times to adopt me...I thought maybe if I tried just a little bit harder that they would change. Its why it took me so long to realize all I needed was Momma Christine...not giving up on the hope of them being different."<br/><br/>He watched her look away. "It amazes me that you think my gift is a good one. I had come to believe it a curse that made me undesirable and forbidden to others." Listening to her speaking. "You are not alone anymore. You have me too. You don't have just Momma Christine. For now you have a second who is me. I know what its like to feel forever alone. I know the feeling well." He smiled a bit at her. "You shouldn't feel alone when you have friends. I don't feel as alone now that I have Momma Christine and I'm guessing you." Listening as she continued. "I could only imagine such a curse Serenity. I still don't see anything other than a beautiful woman before me." He was being honest. "Yes. Some of them can't move on and some of them don't want to while others don't know how."<br/><br/>He stood up and followed her as did the young spirits. They swarmed behind him like a ghostly little mob. He followed her and blinked a bit. "The forest doesn't scare me like the living tends to." He said honestly. Listening to her as she sang the beautiful song to them. The kids murmering stopping and they swayed and danced to it. He looked at her as she picked herbs. Wishing he knew more about herbs so that he could be of some help. Since he didn't he would just listen as she sang. The kids began cheering and singing along with her. Their voices in unison but most of them off pitch. Still this was the first time they had been doing a sing a long. They were all enjoying it. He watched her as she picked herbs. At least she knew what she was looking for.