I'm dead.

That's all there is to it.

Someone wake me...

Slowly, Tatsuki awoke, the smell of trees surrounding her. Opening her eyes, her mouth formed a tiny circle. An...angel... Long blonde hair was tied back in a loose braid, and white wings fluttered softly. "I'm dead."

"No. You were asleep." His voice was soft as his hand reached out to hers, his fingers cold.

"But..." Tatsuki's voice became softer, barely audible now. "Angels don't exits, not in this war ridden world anyways..." His fingers touched her lips, silencing her.

"I'm not...an angel... I'm laguz, like you, rare because of our color. I'm Reyson." He looked from the window to her. She smiled slightly as she sat up, answering.

"Tatsuki." He nodded. "Why am I here?"

"We rescued you from the human-scum on that ship-"

"That human-scum was my friends!" She glared menacingly at him, moving closer. "Take. That. Back." Reyson looked confused. He placed the back of his hand to her forehead; the other hand was on the back of her head to keep her still.

"Do you feel well? Why do you defend them?" He leaned closer, his golden eyes staring into hers.

"I have no reason not to." Tatsuki had picked up the habit of defending her friends from Lethe. The laguz eyes showed sadness as he moved his hips closer, sitting cross-legged in front of her.

"Serenes Forest?" She nodded. "They... murdered it... all except my father... and I..." Tatsuki placed her hand on his knee comfortingly, as he continued. "We are in Tibarn's castle, Naesala brought you here and-"

"We want you to feel safe." Reyson bowed as the man entered. His messy brown hair was flat against his face as the smell of rain engulfed the room. He smiled as he walked towards Tatsuki, his brown wings fluttering to dry themselves off. He held out a hand, his warm skin almost the opposite of Reyson's. Taking his hand, Tatsuki was pulled off of the bed, tripping into him. Turning her face to meet his, he picked her up bridal style, introducing himself.