Impending Storm 3 (Lily's side)

Lily sat on the edge of her bed, her eye staring at the floor, as Ouro stood by her side, a blasè and uncaring look on her face. Lily grimaced, for all of her guardian angel's many abilities, empathy, and a "heart" were not among them. Crowe had said Ouro was worse in the past too.

She was old enough to see how the death of the woman, Zillia, affected them all. Kyrie was a mess and she didn't even need to look at him, the fairy and shady person were not that much better. In the end, those unaffected by the tragedy were herself, and Ouro.

All Lily could do was offer her sympathy and heartfelt emotions to those who had lost a friend, even if all she could feel was mild sadness. True, the death of a friend of Kyrie was a tragedy, and she was sad by it, but not overwhelmingly so.

It bothered Lily, she wanted to feel more, but couldn't bring more emotion to herself than a mild sadness. If it was Kyrie or James, Ouro or Crowe, she surely would be devasted like them.