"Sing the song you were singing by the river... or humming?" he said softly.

He seemed more relaxed now that her hand was against his cheek. He was soaking up this attention as always but a hidden pressure from the recent news was hiding within him, making him also seem exhausted.

Smiling, Verona decided instead of starting at the beginning, she would begin where she had left off.. And she remembered the exact place.

"-And the stars and the moon have aligned like tonight,
with the air overhead being brightest of all,
or the leaves falling down, how swiftly things fall.
With the best of intentions in hands doubled down,
hiding our smiles with every frown-"

And she sang the song in a loop for a bit, stroking him face, and twirling his hair around her fingers.

A small smile curled across his lips as he listened to her sing. As she began to loop the lyrics though he slowly began to breath at a steady pace and he seemed asleep.

He'd twitch every so often and mumble something though, making it look like he was faking it despite the fact that he was not.

After a bit, Verona stopped her singing, and crawled into the destroyed blankets.
She moved to lay her head down next to Ezekiel, and cradled his head in her arms, as if to keep him away from any bad dreams he could have.
This was how she slept, holding him..
At least now things in her dreams would be okay.. They always were. Because in a sea of black, where nothing exists, it is easy for nothing to touch her..

Ezekiel wasn't having a problem sleeping this night due to the exhaustion of the news. He was curled up slightly so that he would be closer to her and he reached to pull the destroyed sheets over him.

He was slightly cold and was seemingly having a dream due to the fact that he kept mumbling to himself.

[[time skip?]]

(Yus yus.)

Early the next morning, the sun shown through the windows, filtering in like it had every other day before the storm. It was like nothing had happened, like a drop of rain had never fallen from the sky.

Verona jerked awake slightly this morning, yawning, and flipping over onto her other side, burying her face into the pillows.
She was tired from everything that had occurred the day before, and didn't want to face the painful reality of this day either.

Ezekiel woke up just after Verona did. He turned over slightly so that he could see her better. He hated what had happened and just wanted all this business to be over with.

"I love you Verona," he said placing a hand gently on her head so he could led his fingers feel it, a reassurance of some sort that she was actually there.

"I love you." She told him, crossing her legs, and taking his hand into hers.
Today was going to be a rough day indeed.. If the did really go back into town, what would people think of them..?
Of him?

"Why don't we bring some stuff to town for the people that live around here," Ezekiel suggested.

He'd had a dream about it and it seemed logical. If he helped someone his reputation would go up and having Verona there would help him survive seeing his mother in her condition.

Nodding, Verona kind of shrugged.
"We could do that. And I'm sure people would love you for it. And that's never bad."

Anything to make him seem less hostile was a good thing.

He inched closer to her and rested his head next to hers, not wanting to get up. There was a knock on the door and he groaned slightly.

"Well if you two are going to the city you should leave soon," Helen's voice came from behind the door.

Stroking Ezekiel's face again, Verona smiled on him lightly.
"You know, while we are there, we can pick up some of our stuff. So if we come back, we can have some nice stuff to wear. "

She knew he wouldn't want to leave his mother, but they might have to leave..
It all depended on the damage done.

"Alright," he said with a sigh. "I'll be sure to be on my best behaviour and be as polite as I possibly can." He could be very polite when he wanted to but his level of confidence was waning quickly.

He looked to Verona to see what she would say, wanting to get her approval before he made any rash decisions.

Smiling, Verona pushed some of the hair from Ezekiel's face, and kissed his forehead lightly.
"As long as you try, I'm sure things will be better.."

She was sure of that at least.
But what if things didn't work? Were they supposed to live like this forever? Hiding like hermits. Savages even..
Verona wanted to get married. A beautiful, floral, and very pink vision, along with Ezekiel dressed in black. Talk about cliche colors.

Ezekiel smiled slightly as she kissed him and soaked up the attention. He was feeling rather dull at the moment and having her there brightened things up a lot.

"I think we should help people get stuff to town if they need it," he said with a slight yawn. He stretched at the same instant and thought about putting his arm around Verona but didn't.

Petting his head like a dog, Verona stayed quiet, her smile still intact.
There was no need to respond, or say anything in the least bit. She was still a good deal tired too, and didn't feel like exerting her body more than she already had.

Noticing his arm though, Verona grabbed it, and placed it in her lap. She pulled up his sleeve, and ran her fingers down his arm, and in his palm. She traced tiny, and imaginary shapes into it, her eyes watching herself softly.

Ezekiel watched as Verona traced his hand with invisible shapes. He relaxed slightly and then kissed her cheek gently. He was growing aware of the light that was beginning to filter through the window.

"We need to get going soon," she said with a slight smile.

Shrugging, Verona fell back into Ezekiel's arm, still holding his hand.
She smiled back to him weakly, and closed her eyes. Another couple of hours for sleeping wouldn't be so bad.

She closed her eyes, her fingers still tracing patters to his fingertips, circles now, and sighed.
SLeep was nice..

"We must get up now," he said after a moment. He could hear Sebastian knocking now to tell them to get up. It was pertinent at that point to actually get up and start going so they could get back if they were coming back. The door creaked open slightly and Sebastian peaked in on them.

"Helen says there will be a group of people coming this way with a need of assistance in taking some thing to London. I would suggest getting ready since it would be a good opportunity for Ezekiel to show is new demeanor," he said with a smile before ducking out again.

Verona had heard every word that everyone had said. Well, Ezekiel and Sebastian anyway.
She nodded. It seemed to be her favorite gesture now, nodding.
Yawning, she sat up slowly. This time, she let Ezekiel have his hand back.

What would people think of the two of them coming back together..? It was the towns perfect woman, model citizen, and then the monster who'd tried to kill his family.
Would they belittle Verona, or say that Ezekiel was forcing her to be with him?
They could.. But the things that Eric could say, hopefully wouldn't matter so much, with the rightful heir to return.

Ezekiel got up a bit more quickly than he intended to, staggered a moment, and then regained himself. He laughed lightly before looking around for a reasonable outfit that would be fit for someone of his status.

He was quiet though due to the amount of thoughts that were rushing through his head. He wanted to see his mother and he hated whoever caused the death of his father, they themselves deserved death.

Giggling as Ezekiel stumbled, Verona also moved from the bed, and began to look for something to wear as well.
It needed to be pretty, and pink. Or maybe blue, since Ezekiel liked the color on her.

She did find a couple of things. One was a light blue dress, of course, and a brown one.
She didn't like the color brown though, so she could wear the blue.
"Do you like it?" She asked him, holding it up.
Like any normal girl, she wanted a second opinion.

"It looks nice," Ezekiel said.
He wasn't sure what she wanted him to say and he was hoping to god that he had said the right thing. He was looking over his outfit, since he'd most likely be carrying something, to make sure that it was decent.

Smiling, Verona reached to rip off her clothing, but paused.
"Is it actually okay to undress around you now?"

She was mocking him in a way, or just giving him grief about how gone all super saint on her, when she'd only been tanning.
But apparently it was too much for him, and he had to bring her clothes back to her.

Ezekiel groaned slightly and rolled his eyes. She was bothering him again with this nonsense. He shook his head slightly before leaving the room. He wanted to give her privacy and honor her in the most possible ways.