Time slowly passes for the two, question after question Davia throws at him as he rises and walks to a tree casually pressing against the bark as she watches him.
"So...the change. What's it like?"
He sighs as he walks to her sitting beside her on the stump and slowly reaches down and runs his hand slowly along the base of the stump, plucking a small flower that was nestled between the roots. He holds it up as the sun glimmers off of its violet petals and golden bud and with a soft sigh, he looks to her.
"You see this flower?"
She gives a small nod as he gently hands it to her.
"Think of the change as this flower. It's something that is almost indescribable, no one knows how it got there or what causes it to bloom yet it does and when it blooms and the petals shine in the light it
