Quiet now my dear || Seth

[SETHIRAM]

I TRY TO WRITE YOU POEMS
BUT THE WORDS, THEY DON'T MAKE SENSE!

Sethiram's nervous smile vanished as Mercury wrote in the book. Leaning over, but then realizing he might've been intruding on Mercury's space, he shot back. "It's nice to... to meet you, Mercury." His wings flicked, but his expression darkened as he thought up his next question. "So.. what happened to you.. if you don't mind me asking?" Sethiram frowned, mentally slapping himself for the question. 

— Reggan