Miran

Zeb Ya

Script

Zeb: Tai and I work at the Airship Mythrilworks. So much for your son, the Great Mysidian Sage that he was supposed to be. *looks down*

Miran: Zeb. *puts her hand on his face* I love you no matter what. *hugs him*

Zeb: *hugs her back with a sad face*