When Fenriz turned around to face the undead he didn't initially register what she intended to do, though it didn't take long for him to understand. Once she had disrobed the boy quickly turned his back to her once more, remaining that way until he heard the displacement of the water as she entered the spring herself. Two things caught his eyes when he did. Firstly how different she looked with her hair undone. But more striking was what he could only guess was a second mouth of some creature that was trying to escape via her chest. Fenriz opened his own mouth to express his concern, but she spoke first, casually commenting on his pink face, expressing surprise at it's ability to even do so. In turn, trying to get his cheeks to stop became his new focus, stowing any questions he may have about it until later.
"I'll keep it in mind" he said sheepishly. The process she had described reminded him of a technique that Lirin had once used to attract a potential victim meant to satisfy both of their… vampiric needs. Certainly without his protests things would not have ended well for that woman that night, though in thinking about it he wasn't entirely sure they were the same thing. That would be victim was certainly a female, but Lixue made it sound like this was something that women did to men. Was it possible that Lirin just did it wrong? Or was it something that could affect either gender? It made sense. He never really made much distinction of the people he knew based on gender, so they couldn't be that different right? The more he thought about it the more it seemed to drift into one of those "when you're older" topics he despised so much, so with a mental sigh he elected to abandon the thought for now.
In answering the question he had posed himself, she had given him something much more important to ponder anyway. The answer she gave was a comprehensive one, almost to a detrimental degree. Even when she admitted that she was, in many ways, a good person, she still seemed determined to discredit her character. But the most curious thing about her reply came at the end. Lixue seemed capable of acting of her own accord. He felt pretty confident that he wouldn't be around now to even think about this if she wasn't. But if she was acting on behalf of someone else, did the blame really fall to her for her wrongdoings? There wasn't a doubt in his small mind that she would tell him yes, though he wasn't so sure.
Fenriz flinched at the water being flicked his way, chuckling softly at the same time. Though he definitely appreciated the praise, it wasn’t really enough to dissuade his opinion. “You’re not the only one I want to be like. When I’m older, I wanna be a lot like my dad, too. He was really brave, and did his best to keep me and mom safe. Mom was always really nice to me. I always felt like I could talk to her about almost anything. Sis too”
He pushed against the spring walls, turning to face the undead. He smiled softly, making sure to maintain eye contact as he did his best to articulate his point “I’m glad that you think who I am is amazing, and I want to keep being that person, too. But if I can take the really great parts from the people I like, I think I can be even better”
The young vampire waded into the middle of the spring “Remember how I told you Raziel can’t fly? I still can’t tell you why, but there is… a certain thing that she can’t do that most people can. Her mom sent her on a quest to find two people, which was really hard for her. I tried to help her find them, I guess finding people is something I'm not very good at. But then some really evil guy did some really bad stuff to her cuz he didn't want her to find them. Last time I saw her her hands were all messed up…"
His eyes absently stared into water "If someone tried to hurt me, she would've done everything she could to make sure it never happened. But even if I was around, I don't think I would've been able to protect her. But I keep thinking that if I was strong like my dad, I wouldn't have any problems stopping bad guys like that. If I was a bit more like mom, I would know how I can help her now. And if I was as smart as you, I think I could've helped her in her quest, and maybe she would've never had to deal with that Solmundr guy…"
He once more turned back to Lixue, wearing that same gentle smile in spite of the sorrowful tale he had recounted "I don't think it's a bad thing to want to be like other people. To be honest Miss Lixue, I wish you were like my sister a bit too. Sis eventually met a bunch of people to help her in her quest. Zehrili saved her life, and now they're getting married… I think. Sanyi seems to think so, but Raziel doesn't agree. Its really confusing. But Sanyi's there too, and they're both part of a clan. And even I'm still around if she needs me"
His tone shifted to a lower one, his smile quickly fading as he continued his explanation "I don't have to worry about her as much anymore, because she has so many people looking after her. But you fight all kinds of dangerous stuff, and you do it all by yourself. Sis once told me that nobody can do everything on their own, and I think she's right. Even if I can't do much to help you now, I think you should try and get help from people who can"
By the look in his eyes one could tell his inability to offer any tangible assistance to his elder company still stung, but it all came from concern, as he was about most he considered a friend. He didn't say what he did to discredit Lixue's abilities. After all, the only person he knew that boasted strength even comparable to what she had already demonstrated were his parents. But he knew on her list of targets were vampires, and although that came with a wide host of emotional conflicts for him, first and foremost was the powers that he knew they could wield, and the threat they could pose to her safety.
Having faced her once more, he was once again reminded about the open maw that marked her chest. Though it looked dangerous to him, she didn't seem particularly bothered by it. Tilting his head a bit, he asked "By the way, how come you have a second mouth? Do you eat with it? It must be a lot of work to have to undo that big dress thing every time you want to eat something…"
Lixue refused to provide details on Sophie's injuries, and even he knew why. Though ordinarily frustrated when others withheld information from him, her tone suggested that no amount of prying was going to yield such knowledge, and even if she was willing to give it, he would likely regret having it. Even still, this didn't stop his imagination from taking guesses at what might have caused such a state. Fortunately he wasn't left to his imagination for long, although unfortunately this was due to his own words coming back to bite him. Fenriz had forgotten what exactly he said during his tantrum, though he she had not. Almost immediately he plunged himself into the water,, stopping just at his chin in an attempt to hide his once more red face.
"Yeah I did say that…" he mumbled Scrambling, he offered a somewhat weak excuse "B-but I can become a good mage anywhere. I don't know where the orphanage is though, so you'd have to show me"
Of course in reality even he knew it wouldn't be too hard to find on his own, he just enjoyed the undead's company. But given the circumstances, there was little chance he was going to admit that now.
Given the somewhat lofty image of her Fenriz had built in his head, it was difficult to imagine Lixue failing at much, in particular passing on knowledge to another. Before he could question it however she insisted that it was time they left. He wondered why, until he noticed her gaze turning toward the sky. As she did, he yawned, a reminder that it was approaching what usually served as his bedtime. As she left, he lingered slightly, enjoying the last few moments in the springs before departing himself. He redressed himself, feeling particularly grateful to have his cloak once more in his possession.
"Miss Lixue, I'm gonna go on ahead, okay?" No doubt due to the simplicity in his own wardrobe, he had managed to ready himself in a much quicker fashion. But there was little time before he would be forced to find shelter and he was feeling reinvigorated after their conversation. Though it may have seemed he was asking for permission of the priestess, he didn't wait for her before trudging off. Heading in a non-particular direction, he kept moving until he came across one of the many ancient buildings that dotted the open fields. Figuring that this would serve as shelter when it came time for the sun to rise, he would set himself to work. He first pulled the talisman from his satchel, channeling his emotion into it as Lixue had instructed. Just in case she wasn't capable of finding him on her own.
"If control is the goal…" with both palms extended, the boy sought out to replicate something similar to what he had accomplished back in Kanuri. Squeezing his eyes shut, tapped in to as many of the surrounding shadows as he could sense. They would dance at his call, slowly coming together into a large, amorphous blob, dwarfing the size of the boy himself. So far, so good. From here, he would command the shadows to form into a wolf, not unlike the ones he called before, though on a much larger scale. In this, he was successful, though as soon as the wolf was given "life" it stopped responding to his commands. Like a playful pup, it almost immediately pounced on the boy, knocking him over, towering above the prone child.
"H-hey stop it" he said through uncontrollable laughter as the shady canine licked at his face. Though he was certainly in no immediate danger, he also didn't have direct control over the situation at hand.