A/N: Okay so I've decided that whenever the Spirit Eater is talking in Jack's mind I will bolden and italicize it. Enjoy :) (Sorry for always taking 300 years to post)
Once I had put some distance between me and the elves, I allowed myself to subsequently freak the fuck out. Yes I had a plan, but my social skills were kind of shot seeing as the only people I had talked to in the last 300 years before this were other guardians and children. People 'my age' were substantially harder to communicate with at this point in time. Which is why I decided to make a grand gesture as the opening act of my apology.
Even with this pillow to fall back on, my hands still shook slightly as I walked out the exit that was on the same side of the palace as Kate's room. With my staff in hand, I flew to every window until I spotted a figure crouched on the floor that was wracked with sobs. As I was making sure I was semi out of sight, my heart panged with guilt as I watched Kate's strawberry blonde locks slide down off her shoulders, forming a protective cocoon that covered her tear stained face.
In my eyes, Kate was strong. She was someone who could overcome the impossible and be better for it, something I hadn't managed to fully do yet. To see her completely breaking down before me like this, and because of me no less, was a feeling I would rather never have to experience again. I felt like the worst, most monstrous, evil being there was, because that's what I'd have to be to make such a lovely person cry.
Okay well, no time to dwell on how stupid I am right now, I have to make it up to her. With that thought, I got right to work. I had some experience with making things out of ice, but never anything this big. It would be a challenge to say the least, but I couldn't dare to call myself a guardian if I backed down from doing something to help someone else.
Starting at the bottom, I made my way through the curves and texture of the figures, forming them slowly with my enchanted ice. I poured my hope, my love, and my center into this. All that's left is to hope that it'll be enough. I flew back to get a good look at the sculpture I made of Kate playing with her dog; making sure it was truly ready for the finishing touch, and then I brought it to life. Seeing as I had only ever animated small ice sculptures, I wasn't completely sure if this would even work. Though, as It first started to move, not only did it work, but I could hear Kate's laugh and her dog's bark. It... had sound. "Woah, that's cool... pun intended." I muttered stupidly to myself. "Didn't... really know I could do that."
"Jack?
At first, I thought I was hearing the animated ice sculpture talking to me, so it took me a minute to find where the voice was coming from. Finally, I looked up to see Kate with her head peaking out the window, marveling at my creation.
"Oh, um, hey," I said lamely. Just as charming as the first time we met, I sarcastically thought to myself.
"...What... Did you make this?"
"Uh, I- yeah. I made it to um... to apologize for making you cry, and for making you worry about me." Great job genius just keep word vomiting and maybe eventually you'll get it right.
"You saw that huh," Kate stated as more of a fact than a question. She looked down at her hands then, no longer able to meet my gaze. "That wasn't about you, the crying, I mean. I just... I miss my grandparents."
How could you possibly be so selfish. You assume everything is about you. You hadn't even considered the fact that she might miss her life, you were just so happy you could finally have her to yourself.
Great. This again.
"Will I ever be able to see them again?"
"I..." I don't know. I'm so sorry, I truly don't know. "Will do everything in my power to make sure that you see them again Kate," I decided to say instead. "A-and I'm sorry for running away, that probably didn't help."
