Some time later, Sunny left the Bastion manor of the White Feather clan in lifted spirits. It felt good to be the bearer of good news, for once…
'Maybe I do only speak with Tyris when something terrible has happened.'
Sunny pondered his habits for a few moments.
But then, he couldn't quite imagine just visiting Sky Tide casually. A social call, to Sky Tide? How would that even look like?
Sunny remained motionless for a while, then shook his head and continued walking.
'Plus, it's awkward, because everyone else thinks I'm dead.'
Being both dead and a demigod limited Sunny's opportunities to socialize quite a bit. On the bright side, that only made him appreciate the few relationships he did have so much more.
And speaking of those…
The speech was going to start soon, so he had to hurry.
