Mezolene ran her fingers through Nikkolas' hair, smiling down at him softly, "That's good. I think you'd make a good teacher..." She stretched her head up to catch the same breeze that Jakkalin was enjoying by the riverside, the sun warming her cheeks, "I would always know where to find you then too. I'd like that..."<br/><br/>She carressed his cheek with the back of her nails, the scent of her sweat mixing with the lavender oil she favored. Her eyes snapped sharply towards the river as the wind shifted suddenly. The wind whispered to her always, and she had become expert at divine the subtle warnings carried aloft the air. Unfortunately... this was a new one.<br/><br/>Something had just happened.<br/><br/>An abomination against the natural order... but a small one, if such a thing were possible. Gooseflesh crept across her body as Finch shivered with a slight feeling of nausea. Shaking it off as she looked down at Nik, her smile warming him again, "I was asked to stay by the headmaster as well, but you know I can't let Jakka be alone. So... I suppose I'll just go where ever she does. She's not strong like you, Nik." Mezolene was always torn between the two, but if her love was divided in equal parts between Jakka and Nik... then logic had to prevail where her heart was broken.<br/><br/>It felt so right being with him now, but then she couldn't deny that she felt somehow complete when she held Jakkalin. Without her, Finch was somehow sure that Jakka would lose herself in her own rage. Perhaps Finch's love would be enough comfort for Jakkalin in this world where everything seemed to pierce the girl's tender heart. It was the only choice that Mezolene felt she could live with.<br/><br/>But she still wished that this afternoon would never end, with Nikkolas laid out upon her lap, the two of them watching the sky pass by. She kissed the tip of her finger, before pressing the digit against Nikkolas' lips, "I love you, Nik. Always. So... we'll visit all the time, I promise!"