The crossover section is barren so there is no point in putting this there, for anyone who cares it's listed as a crossover on Ao3. And in the summary, you can't miss it.
A Purchase
Menzoberranzan. A city some two miles wide in a cavern about a thousand feet high. One of the great drow cities. Blue and purple faerie light glowed through the city with the pillar-clock tower Narbondel lighting the city in a parody of a blue purple sun. It was all ruled by Quenthel Baenre of House Baenre Mistress of Arach-Tinilith and favourite of the loathsome drow deity Lolth. The city itself was carved with the image of the Spider Queen Lolth, her worship saturating everything.
Qrow of House Branwen was thankful that his house was minor and that he lacked ambition. A strange thing to be thankful for but being just that step between a commoner and a noble house meant he got to watch the noble houses endlessly devour each other. This was something he was not interested in. Thankfully he sister also had his intellect and they both agreed that trying to raise up through the ranks of drow society was more likely to give them an early death. The other reason was that both him and his sister had a tiefling mother. So while it gifted them with greater height and strength then the average drow, it also made the idea of ascension even more far reaching. For they lacked the purity required. Still there worse devils to share blood with then the Erinyes.
Qrow ducked through a low arch way, Raven had sent him out to buy a new slave. Slaves were a huge part of drow culture even as much as half a drow cities population was in slaves. Qrow was a bit sad on this walk, one of his slaves a human man had just died of old age of all things on him. Qrow himself was about half way through his second century and still had difficulty understanding that some of the races of the world had such shorter lives. Eric had taught him many things, told the young Qrow many stories of the surface world. It had been Eric to instill Qrow's wish to leave Menzoberranzan. Qrow felt his lips quirk. Leaving the Menzoberranzan would also be good for his long term health, he was male after all and without any considerable talent for magic so that made him almost as worthless as a slave.
He mused as he came to the Bazaar that he wanted either another human slave or an elf slave. Qrow had yet to have an elf slave and they lived longer than humans so maybe they would have more stories of the surface. The Bazaar's merchants were forced to move every sixty-six days so finding the slaver took him a moment and he was disappointed. Bugbears, humans, dwarves, hobgoblins, kobolds. Ba, nothing he was looking for. There was however a large tent beside the cages, maybe there were more within? Qrow shifted his shoulders and made sure his cloak was covering his feathers. If he wasn't careful he'd end up a slave on display.
Qrow approached the slave master, a drow of around five and a half feet tall. The typical white hair and red eyes of the drow upon a bland grey skin. "Hail master. Do you have any elves?"
The master took in Qrow's piwafwi , the red and black cloak styled after Erinyes' feathers. "I do Branwen. Would you like to see the private showing, several of the noble houses are presently examining my finer stock."
"Yes." Qrow said as his stomach turned. Raven had given him a good amount of gold but if there were other nobles around, chances of getting what he wanted just took a dip.
"This way." The master opened the flap to a large purple and black tent behind him. Qrow stepped in careful, to keep his wings tight to his back. He spotted a representative of Barrison Del'Armgo, Faen Tlabbar easy to spot with the red fiery whip embroidered on one shoulder. As well as several other houses. Most were standing around with goblets of the green ulaver wine. There was a stage to one side with five humans standing on it. They all looked very young to Qrow so he wasn't interested. He wanted someone that would know stories.
He put his back to a wall, less chance of anyone seeing his wings. There was an Faen Tlabbar after all and they were Lolth fanatics even more so than most social climbing drow. The humans were walked off and one single female Avariel was walked onto it. Qrow's jaw hit the floor.
She was beautiful. About a foot shorter then himself, pale porcelain white skin. Long wavy black hair tipped in red and a pair of gorgeous white wings also tipped in red. Beyond all that she was delicate, Qrow could see that right away with her nudity on full display. It was her big luminous silver eyes though, he almost got so lost in those he missed placing a wager when the auction started. However he was out bid in seconds she was a pure treasure. Qrow raked his brain trying to guess just what she was, she was elven that much was clear… Avariel? They were supposed to be just legends though, had a pocket of their people been discovered?
Bidding closed and the Avariel went to the woman representing House Faen Tlabbar. That didn't bode well they'd sacrifice this jewel to Lolth in a heartbeat. Qrow met her eyes again, he could see the fear. Her new owner was quick to bind up her wings so she wouldn't be able to fly off as soon as they stepped out of the tent. Qrow forgot all about finding another slave, a human one something suitably cheap. The elf consumed him, never had he seen anything quite like her. Given that her life was forfeit now Qrow resolved then and there as he walked, as her new owner pulled her from the tent to invoke the number one rule of the Menzoberranzan: Anything goes if you don't get caught.
The next slave was quickly brought up distracting the rest of the drow. Qrow stepped out and quickly spotted the Avariel again. The woman leading her was almost preening at her purchase. Qrow wondered if she was one lesser priestess who planned on sacrificing the elf for her own status to Lolth. Probably all things considered. Part of Qrow suggested that he retreat; it wasn't a very drow thing to do, go in half cocked and without a plan. However if the Avariel lived to see midnight he'd be surprised. So it was do or die. Probably both for them, he'd end up under a high priestesses knife too if he failed. Fortunately being a quarter devil had encouraged him to learn some illusion magic at a young age.
They walked up through the busy bazaar and southward. Which made Qrow metaphorically slap himself in the head of course they'd be going to the Qu'ellarz'orl. House Faen Tlabbar was one of the top four. Qrow adjusted his hood as they came to another district. Beyond it high in the distance was a towering mushroom forest of that separated the Qu'ellar'orl from the rest of the city.
Still Qrow tried to look casual as he followed the two up the long road through the Narbondellyn. It was the finest quarter save the Qu'ellarz'orl. Rich families and seven of the noble houses lived here. The best jewelers and perfumes, if you were rich and weren't one of the top four. This was where you were. Qrow felt horribly out of place. He lived north of here in the Duthcloim or the 'Many people', it was where the well off but not this well off lived as most of these traders of Menzoberranzan. Smuggling the Avariel back there was going to be the real challenge. He looked up at the mushroom forest that separated the Narbondellyn from the Qu'ellarz'orl. Drow could all see heat and some of the mushrooms gave off heat as they absorbed the light from the faerie fires. They could be a possible escape route.
Still this priestess was a very thick woman, Qrow hadn't seen her look back once to see if she was being followed. Not a very smart woman to say the very least, parading through the city with such a fine treasure. They started up the steps to the Qu'ellarz'orl, for there was only one entrance for those who wouldn't fly and he wasn't about to risk flying over right now. That would look far too suspicious. Oddly enough the guards let him pass without so much as a funny look.
Unlike the rest of the city the Qu'ellarz'orl was largely empty. No crowds, no businesses just four massive estates one for each of the four most powerful houses. However it was barren, like the centuries of fighting had removed the ability for even fungus to grow. The castle of Faen Tlabbar had once been located elsewhere but was moved here by magic. So it didn't quite fit and looked rather out of place. Still as Qrow broke away and found a collection of heat 'shadows' to move through he quickly found a blind spot, where the castle was pushed up against the walls of the cavern. That however wasn't good enough. He knew that the Faen Tlabbar also put a spell of Forbidding around their castle. Arrogant assholes, it made trespassing very difficult. Unfortunately for them, Qrow also knew that the guards all had a brooch that let them pass freely.
So Qrow skirted the edge of the cavern wall. Rolled his shoulders back freeing his black and blood red wings and took to the air. Scaling the wall and hugging the heat shadows. Till a very unfortunate crossbow man walked out along the battlements. From there it was a quick and tidy jump and one dead guard a second later his neck neatly snapped. Qrow stripped him methodically and changed into the grey reds of House Faen Tlabbar swiftly. Making sure to take everything the guard hand, weapon included just in case he was wrong about the brooch. With a little weave of magic over his fingers he called on a little of his own magic to hide his wings from view.
He hesitated at the doorway leading into the castle. There would be no going back now and if his sister could see him right now she'd totally kill him herself. Qrow shook his head and thought about the gorgeous Avariel, yes worth it. It was probably stupid and he was probably going to get himself killed but she was something special. Maybe she'd have stories, maybe she'd know a way out of the Underdark. Either way, she didn't deserve to be sacrificed to Lolth of all the gods.
Qrow pushed on, ignoring the spider imagery everywhere and quickly finding a staircase down. A place as huge as this would even someone who knew where they were going time to get around. Finding the main hall was easy. The floor was a shiny black marble with scones of blue-purple faerie light filling it. Qrow hung back and listened as a pair of guards walked by.
"Did you see it? Priestess Enven brought a Avariel in. I thought they were all gone."
"I did, too bad they went straight for the chapel. I would have liked some alone time with the Avariel, I heard she's beautiful."
Just like that Qrow had directions. Luck was with him today it seemed, he forced his steps to slow down and walked down the hall. He found a side door and ditched the crossbow, it would look rather odd for a male to come armed into a chapel. Only shouts from behind the house doors of pale zurkhwood.
"IT IS NOT YET TIME! TAKE HER BELOW."
Qrow zipped behind a spider statue as the priestess from before came out again. Again drawing the Avariel along. Qrow waited for a minute then followed, he hugged the shadows till they were at yet another set of stairs. Silently he stepped up and brushed past the Avariel, raised his hands together and brought them down on the priestess's neck.
CRACK. She went down like a marionette with her strings cut. He kicked her in the back and she was sent crashing down the stairwell. The Avariel squeaked in shock but he spun around and covered her mouth. "Stay silent and come with me if you want to live."
The Avariel nodded once firmly. Qrow took her hand and checked the hall before leading her back out the way he came. He checked the main hall to find it empty and they ran through and back up to the battlements. As they came out he spun her around and pulled the rope off her wings. "Stay close to me, drow and many others can see heat." He pointed to the mushroom forest. "We need to stay close to the walls till we get to the forest, then to the hottest mushrooms."
"I can see heat." The silver eyed elf said.
"Right come on them." Qrow dropped his spell and spread his wings. He took off with a single powerful beat and was surprised to find the Avariel flying with perfect skill under him, less than half a meter away from him. He beat his wings and she did in perfect time. That was impressive. To fly so close to someone was hard and easy to screw up. She had to beat her wings a few more times to keep up with him. He hmmed noticing that she wasn't as fast as him. He attempted to slow down as much as he wanted out of here as quickly as possible.
They banked down into the forest putting as many mushroom trees between them and the houses as possible. Qrow reached down and put a hand on her head guiding her down with him tighter. He guided them down by the cavern wall in the Narbondellyn. They landed together and the Avariel shivered and hugged herself. Qrow pulled off his cloak and wrapped it around her shoulders. Sure it would leave his wings exposed but he had her now and if she stayed behind him he could work magic to hide his wings from sight. "What is your name?"
"Ruby Rose. Why are you helping me? Who are you?" Ruby jumped back as he touched her face.
"Relax, you need to look like a drow." Qrow extended his disguise spell over her turning her hair white and skin grey. "There. And I'm Qrow and you're really cute and I didn't think it was fair to let you die."
"You are weirdly nice for a drow." Ruby said as Qrow grabbed her hand again and set off to meld with the crowds.
"I'm like a quarter or something like that Erinyes. Gives me a strange sense of right and wrong sometimes. Come on, it's only a matter of time before someone finds her body."
Ruby was forced to trust this very strange drow. Thankfully his magic seemed to be good enough that no one looked at them. Somehow he managed to hide both of their wings and her skin and hair. They still rushed out of the Narbondellyn and into the Duthcloim. Only then did Qrow relax just a bit, the crazy rush of people did make him less worried about being spotted that was weird thought all on it's own. Probably the least weird thing he had thought about today.
Qrow took her straight home. Which was a small black building pressed in against many others. "Raven." He called out holding tight to Ruby's hand as he shut the door behind him.
A voice came from a back room. "About time you slow male! What took you so long… Oh you idiot what did you do?"
Like her twin Raven had truesight and could see through magic. "There is no way you could afford that!" She pointed at Ruby.
"You're right!" Qrow pulled the coin purse she'd given out and tossed it back to her. "I stole it fair and square. No one saw me so I get to keep her."
Raven sighed and put her hands on her ample hips. "Well who'd you steal her from?"
Ruby looked between the dark grey skinned pair. Twins? She wondered.
Qrow blushed and sheepishly ran a hand through his black hair. "Err… The Faen Tlabbar… They were gonna sacrifice her! I mean she's to… well just look at her to kill her would be a waste!" He held both hands out to Ruby.
Raven face palmed. "So they are gonna want her back. You idiot male. I am not dealing with this, pack your things and go. You're right she's special and way too much for us."
Qrow's smile fell away. "Come on Raven, where would I even go?"
"Anywhere but here!" Raven sighed.
"You know we wouldn't live to the end of the day! I don't know my way around the caves. I can hide her wings and round her ears. She'll look human, you can make her some slave bracers with the illusion worked in. Please Raven, sure they'll look but we can hide her. Normal drow don't have truesight. So long as we keep her in the house we can wait for them to get bored." Qrow unleashed his best puppy dog eyes on his sister. "I took great care of my last slave, he died of old age! I promise I'll take care of her and if we get found out you can kick me out of the family."
The elder Branwen sighed. Qrow did have a good point, he was very good at looking after his pets. Qrow was also right and if they came for him, she could just kick him out and foster all responsibility onto him. So really she had nothing to lose and plenty to gain. "Fine. Keep the pet. Feed it and let it rest. Explain things."
Qrow grinned even his wings fluttered in excitement. "Thank you sister!" He jumped forward and hugged her.
"Ack let me go you silly male. You should just be thankful mother taught us better than Lolth or I'd sacrifice both of you to her." Raven mock fought against the hug. She was the female of the house so she had to be strong but sometimes her little brother could just be too cute. "Yes fine you're welcome now get off."
Qrow let her go, his wings fluttering. "Thank you!" He raced back over Ruby and grabbed her hand. "Right this way!" He dropped the illusions on both of them and took her up the stairs.
Ruby was confused and happy to not be dead. Qrow opened a door on the second level of the house. It was the closest one to the stairs he opened it and got out of her way. Ruby took in the room. It had one double bed that looked a bit small for Qrow and a sleeping roll on the floor. A bookshelf was filled with books, she spotted a couple that looked like they were written in Infernal judging by the script on the side. There was a bit of a mess of clothes scattered about, stray feathers. It wasn't bad per say but everything caught up to her all at once.
Qrow was completely baffled when Ruby burst into tears. "Hey sorry, I've been looking for a new slave for a couple days." He reached out to her and guided her over to sit on her bed. The tiefling grabbed a metal cup and poured water into it from a pitcher. "Here."
Ruby took it and had several long gulps. "It's not the room, they killed everyone! Stole me! I was dragged down here, sold off, almost killed, then rescued and I have no idea what is going on!"
"Oh, well yes I guess that does make sense." Qrow sat down beside her and stretched out a wing to wrap it around her in the curved crook of it. "If I were to guess, a drow raiding party went up. Found wherever you are from, they would have killed everyone because there is honor in killing elves and you must have looked non threatening enough to let live and be traded. Then you were brought here to Menzoberranzan, one of the drow cities obviously. I wanted to buy you right away but I couldn't pay for you and well heh I wanted you for my slave. I mean you are very pretty and I've always wanted an elf slave. My old human slave used to tell me stories about elves and I've wanted a slave that wouldn't die before me. Humans really don't live very long."
Ruby really didn't know what to make of his pouting, but that really did sum up events. She sniffed. "I don't get it, the stories I heard about drow said that you're all mean and nasty. With petty wars over station and house."
"Well yes that does sum up the noble houses but my house is just Raven and me now. Everyone else got killed because we don't follow Lolth and House Baenre finally got sick of us and killed almost everyone." Qrow shrugged. "I still don't care for Lolth and I know Raven doesn't either. She just threatens to sacrifice a heretic like me to gain favour when I piss her off."
"You're sister threatens to kill you because you just annoy her?"
"Well yeah. She is the matron of the house, she can kill me whenever she wants and Lolth would be happy with her for it." Qrow spoke as if the idea was the most natural thing in the world. "I'm glad we aren't a major house many more, way too much backstabbing for my tastes. Life is much better when you're too unimportant to be considered a threat."
Ruby rubbed a hand over her face. "You seem really nice will you let me go?"
"No? Well unless you remember how to get out of here. I don't know the way out of the Underdark I was hoping you'd remember. Raven and I want to leave before any of the other houses get it in their heads to finish the job. If I just freed you, you'd just get enslaved again. You're an elf, elves are very valuable even just as sacrifices." Qrow was actually pretty good at this talk. They had four slaves till Eric died, so he had done this talk four times. After all Raven was the woman who ran everything so she didn't have time to have pep talks with the slaves. "I'll take good care of you."
The Avariel fluttered her wings as she shot up. "I am not some pet for you to take care of!"
"Right sorry, poor choice of words. You will be helping around the house while I work with Raven, in return you get room and board and I'll keep you safe from anyone who might try and hurt you." Qrow raised his hands in a calming gesture. "It's a good deal all things considered."
"How do I know you won't hurt me?" Ruby asked her wings flaring out to make herself look bigger.
"You don't. But I want to learn more about the surface. I want to hear stories, if I hurt you then you wouldn't want to tell me any stories. How old are you anyway?"
"A hundred and forty…"
"You're only ten years younger than me! Darn, well I hope your elders told you lots of stories so you can tell me." Qrow pouted. He had hoped she was well into her second or third century. They were practically the same age! What were the chances that she knew lots about the surface.
Ruby was still very confused; it sounded like he was more asking for a friend than a slave. Then again he was at least half drow so him not knowing what friends even were did make sense. "Can I think on it?"
"Of course, I'll uh, go find something to eat? You can sleep on that bedroll. It was Erics but I already had Mary clean it. Do elves even sleep?"
"It depends a bit. We can choose to revisit past memories or at least pure elves can. As an Avariel I don't I sleep like a normal human. When I focus I can recall memories but I don't like to do that. I like letting my dreams be fluid. My family has never been big on Seldarine so we don't dream or remember, whatever." Ruby rolled her eyes. "His realm."
"Well I think it's interesting that we've both abandoned the deities of our races. See we have something in common already." Qrow brushed his trousers down and then noticed he was still wearing the guards uniform. "Oops."
Ruby spun around as he stripped completely oblivious to her discomfort. She wasn't at all used to the male form, much less someone like him. Qrow pulled on more common cloths and stashed the uniform. It would probably not be used again but he could also try and sell it to a rival house later. He looked back to Ruby, she was still turned away. "Ah right sorry forgot about that, I'll have to find you some clothing too… Uhh awkward question."
Ruby turned back to him making sure his red and grey cloak tight around her. "Yes?"
"Did… anyone hurt you? Like… uhhh elvish sensibilities. Fuck were you ever raped? I heard a couple of guards talking about it on the way to rescue you and there is no way they were the first to think you are pretty."
All the colour drained from Ruby's face. "NO!"
"Right right, sorry had to ask. I'll uh leave you be now." Qrow stepped out of the room and shut the door behind him. She wasn't going to go anywhere. Qrow headed back down the steps and into the kitchen where Mary was. She was another human slave in her third decade. "Afternoon Mary."
"Qrow." She reached up and ruffled his hair. "How's my favourite misfit of a drow."
"Good, I got some new help for you. Though she's mostly to replace Eric but I need to keep her in doors for a bit. She's had a rough ride." He walked over to the stove where four sausage rolls were already ready. "Thanks Mary you're a genius."
"I remember how hungry I was when I was bought." She smiled. Honestly she couldn't have hoped for a better master then Qrow. Raven could be harsh but she was a female drow and that was to be expected. Her little brother had a kind heart through and through and deserved better than this dark world.
Qrow gathered them off the hot plate. "Thank you. Do you have any spare clothes? Small things? She is very petite."
"I'll have a look around." May shoved a stray blonde lock out of her eyes.
Qrow nodded and bounced back up the stairs. Ruby was sitting back on his bed, looking forlorn and confused by just about everything. He walked over and offered her one of the sausage rolls. "Try not to get anything on the bed, you'll be the one cleaning it."
Ruby got up and took one. She wasn't sure what she was eating meat wise but at least it was good food. "So what am I going to be doing?"
"Keeping things clean mostly. My sister does the enchanting but I do the making of things. So neither of us have much time to do household chores. Mary will be your superior but you aren't to leave the house till we're sure that we won't get flack for stealing you. I mean I did a damn good job of stealing you but you can never be sure about how offended the Matrons will get. I mean they don't know it was a male and they'll probably assume it was another female so that works in our favour and from a much more powerful house. So if you aren't spotted looking all winged elfy we should be fine."
"So I'm under house arrest. Great~." Ruby growled.
"Well if you know a way out of the Underdark we can make plans to leave." Qrow shrugged.
"No, I don't. It was so hard to see anything much less understand what I did see. Why don't you just keep an ear to the ground and follow the patrols?" Ruby asked. "I mean there must be some you can do."
"Yeah but I can't know which houses are sending people up or when. The hope was that Raven's enchantments would get popular enough that a merchant clan would pick us up. But then for all we know they only operate in the Underdark which doesn't help us." Qrow helped himself to one of the rolls.
"So I'm stuck here." Ruby flopped onto the bed roll and finished her dinner.
"At least you're not dead." Qrow said with a grin.
Ruby stared up at the ceiling. It was painted in what appeared to be trying to be stars. It was actually done pretty well and Ruby recognized a couple of the constellations. She pointed at them. "These are from the Icewind Dale."
"It's right above us right? Eric was from there and he painted them for me." Qrow looked up the stars glowed softly; he spent half of his allowance that Raven gave him on paint that would glow.
"Yeah, it's cold and bland. Lots of dwarves but not my home."
"Where is home?"
"Nowhere, I was going to Balder's Gate to start anew. My whole family was and now they are all gone." Ruby brushed off her hands and turned away from Qrow curling up in the bedroll using her wings as a blanket.
Qrow sighed and figured that he wouldn't get anything else out of her. This was pretty normal for a new slave. He got up and headed out again, back down the stairs and to the back room. The workshop he shared with Raven was very clean and organized. Raven was sitting at her table weaving magic into a bracelet Qrow had finished the day before. "How is it going?"
"Slowly." Raven grumbled. "She settled?"
"And fed, I think she'll be good once she has a chance to come to terms with everything that has happened to her." Qrow walked over to his bench and picked up a few stands of gold he had already shaped. "She doesn't know a way out though."
"Darn… though brother… you didn't go to all the trouble of stealing her because it would be a waste to let her die. You like her, don't you, she's very lovely." Raven said not looking up from her work. "You want to have sex with her."
Qrow rolled his eyes. "Even if I did, which I am not responding to either way. She's in no way… okay for that. She just lost everything and I am not going to hurt her more."
"You should just get it over with."
"No. Look, just because the priestess pin whoever they want to whatever surface they want doesn't mean we have to do the same thing. I'm hoping once she has a chance to gather her thoughts, she'll remember more about how she got here. She mentioned she was on the road to Baldur's Gate! Can you imagine us at Baldur's Gate?! That would be amazing, who knows what we'd be able to do." Qrow started to weave the strings of gold together.
"Fine it's your sex life. Make her like you and see what happens. Though…" Raven finally put the bracelet down, a dreaminess creeping into her words. "Baldur's Gate would be pretty amazing."
Qrow looked over to meet his sister's red eyes. "I know right? Even if we only find a way to the surface, maybe she could guide us to the city."
"Ugh you and your fascination with the surface. I heard that it burns the eyes and that you can get to Baldur's Gate from the Underdark."
"Sister. In the Underdark we can't fly. Think of how much faster travel would be if we just fly where we want to go. Plus it would be much safer, no mindflayers, beholders, dueragar- I could go on all day here."
"Yes but instead there would be humans, dwarves, elves, bears, wolves and who knows what else. We are drow brother, we can't forget that. We are hated."
"Which is why we fly away and go to Baldur's Gate. I heard from the merchants the other day that all races are welcome there."
"I still think two tielfing drow is pushing it."
"We'll have her, she's a elf I am sure she could vouch for us. We are both more than capable in a fight. So should things go badly we can keep ourselves safe and try Waterdeep too. All we have to do is get to the surface… and maybe find a map. I bet she'd remember more if we found a map."
Raven sighed, her brother's enthusiasm was infectious. She could understand it, being male in Menzoberranzan wasn't particularly pleasant. She turned her attention back to the bracelet. "Fine. Once we have enough coin for perversions and a map we can try. I do want to leave too brother, I just worry about the world above."
Qrow got up and walked over to kiss Raven on the cheek. "I know. That's why I am the dreamer and you're the one that keeps us fed. I can dream and you can make it happen."
Raven chuckled. "For what you lack in ambition you make up for in dreams." She tipped her head up and kissed his cheek in return. "Thank you for keeping that part of yourself brother. Now let us get some work done, food doesn't buy itself."
"Right." Qrow zipped back to his workstation and settled. "I just hope that they forget about her quickly. I know I get the jitters when I don't get to fly for a while. I wonder what it will be like for her, someone who's seen the sky . And is now trapped underground."
"Would you tell me another story about the sky? "
"Always sister."