Shadow of the Day

"O-okay. I'll t-try not to get s-scared by the sh-shadows." Zen said, smiling slightly. After a moment, he turned to face towards the pieces of the vase and their shadows, ready if Renard made them move again. However, he had also turned to hide that he was starting to smile more, rather happy Renard was not angry at him.

Relieved that this boy wasn't going to freak out again, Renard turned back to the shadow he had been manipulating and started moving it this way and that lazily. There wasn't really any point to this activity anymore, but it kept him from feeling more awkward around Zen, so it served some form of purpose, at least. The conversation seemed to die around that point.