Trees and zombies (for Dominic) (finished)

Dominic nodded. "Right, I can do that." He had remembered to stock up on firewood since he had used it yesterday to heat the cabin, and he didn't hesitate to go over to the old fireplace and put some wood in, though he looked up at Necthan. "I can go hunting but I don't know where to get dairy or fruit," he admitted. "Not without money, anyway. The only money I have probably wouldn't even work here." Kimasa chittered gently at their Bonded, and the others that had stayed behind fluttered down to join the rest of their family. "I had to go to a boarding shchool for the magical or mythical before being brought here. I didn't really need to worry about much..." Talking about the boarding school brought back memories of Zinnia, it always did, but he knew she was strong even though it hurt for them to be apart. 

Dominic then lit the wood, the fire spreading after the zombie had thrown in some scrap paper for kindling. "Do you have anywhere to be?" he inquired of the changeling.

Though the light of the oil lamps wasn't much compared to electricity-powered ones, the glow of the Kimasa family provided enough light for the two of them to see in the darkness...or for Dominic to see anyway, considering he didn't have night vision unlike some of the undead creatures that he had formerly gone to school with. At least there was some hope that he could use his money or get it converted to whatever sort of currency they had here. Maybe groceries wouldn't be so hard to come by.

Dominic listened quietly as Necthan spoke. He wasn't familiar with the Shamrock himself, or the library considering he'd never been to either of those places but the library would be a nice place to read at the very least. Upon being asked what sort of world he came from, he gave a half shrug. "One where decent people are few and far between," he replied. "People with demonic or zombie heritage are looked down on by everyone. I only had one friend where I came from, but..." He shook his head. In a way, he was happier here though of course he missed Zinnia. Maybe she would be lucky enough to find her way here, like he had.

To have someone willing to say that they wouldn't hesitate to stand up for him was something new; no one aside from Zinnia had ever done that. Sure, the zombie knew that Kimasa and Sugar Cookie would, and they were his closest friends right now. "Can I call you a friend, then?" he asked, not wanting to seem as though he was rushing things but he was curious as to how far Necthan was willing to build a relationship with a zombie. He didn't mind if they remained acquaintances though. At the question, he nodded. "Zinnia. More human than demon, but that didn't matter back where I came from."

Dominic smiled slightly and nodded in response, finding himself relaxing a little in Necthan's presence. "You can take the bed, we'll take the couch," he said softly, wanting to make sure that their guest was comfortable and the bed was rather large whereas the only couch available was more of a loveseat and likely wouldn't be very comfortable for the large changeling. "Your little brother?" he inquired, tilting his head. He wouldn't mind learning more about the changeling's sibling, but he was struggling to keep his eyes open.

Dominic's smile fell slightly at the sadness he could see on Necthan's face. "I'm here if you want to talk. We've both left invaluable people behind," he murmured, before shaking his head slightly in response. "I'm fine. You take the bed, you'll be more comfortable there than here." Kimasa flickered reassuringly at the changeling, even though he couldn't understand them like their bonded could. It was all right with them as well; they weren't picky as long as they could remain with their bonded.