Orphan

[Caira Ayryn]

Yikes. He was probably right, but Caira couldn't help but to feel punished for her curiousity. Flames hot as shame brushed against the corners of her ears, though hidden by her sleek black hair. Her violet eyes glittered luminously as she stared at him. Then it occurred to her, she had two different ages herself... At least now. It couldn't hurt, to press a little further, could it?

On the other hand, he was technically the God of this world. He could, to Caira's perception, zap her into Oblivion; or worse yet, choose to steal from her what he had given other primes and herself at the beginning of her journey. Worrysome thoughts prowled in the room's silence while she thought about her options. She could let it go, she had gotten what she came here for. Asking, it was a gamble. Then again, she didn't have to look around the room to see that it was... Empty. 

Empty of smiling faces, aside from his own crescent shaped grin. Empty, of what she could see, of primes, though she knew she had passed that strange place on her way bounding through the clouds. the Oververse was perched in a special "corner" and hidden away behind closed doors, unspoken secrets, and void spaces. The place where Omni dwelled was empty of friends. She wondered if he could leave this room but quickly decided, whether intimidated by his lack of eyes or not, that it was not her place to ask. 

Caira spoke in a most sensible, respecting, and compassionate tone as she reached out to Omni, "As a girl with two pasts, I could try."