Javier kept listening as the little fairy went on and on about his father. The way her voice lifted with excitement, the way she twirled mid-air with every sentence.
A small chuckle escaped him.
She's not just excited… she's buzzing like Buddy after a feast.
Calla flew in circles above him, repeating parts of the story, mimicking the way Garius swung his blade, how dazzling his smile was, how brave he looked. Again and again, her tiny hands gestured wildly, her wings scattering faint glitter in the moonlight.
Javier leaned his head back against the tree, watching her with a faint smile.
"Heh… you really admire him, huh."
Calla stopped mid-spin, cheeks glowing faintly, then quickly crossed her arms and huffed.
"W-well of course! Who wouldn't!?"
Javier lay sprawled on the grass, arms folded behind his head, watching Calla spin around in the air when another voice drifted in from the distance.
"Calla! What's taking you so long? We still have—"
