THORNE did not know why the girl was crying. of course his magnificence had brought tears to many peoples eyes, colour sears or not [he should know as although he was not a colour seer himself he occasionally broke down in front of the mirror... OK that was NOT to do with his magnificence but still you get the point]  before, but this girl looked like her heart had been broken a few seconds after it was fixed. ''are you all right'' he asked, concerned. ''y-yes'' stuttered the girl who clearly was not all right ''what happened?'' he inquired. The girl would not meet his gaze ''m-my name is C-Cress and i have found my soulmate'' she whisper stuttered. Thorne was confused after all you would think she would be happy to of found her soulmate. Apparently this was not the case. Thorne voiced his thoughts perhaps her soulmate was a disappointment? But no that couldn't be the case it was love in its truest purest form, powerful enough to paint the world in colour. Some people thought you literally shared a soul and the two parts of your soul combined allowing you to have colour vision, but no that was a urban myth  it was love that set the world ablaze, it was love that made people do the best deeds and the worst. it was love that had the power to make a dull world bright. Stars, he was starting to think like a poet.

''I found my soulmate but... I am not HIS soulmate'' the tiny quivering girl,Cress said at last. Thorne was shocked to say the least ''are you SURE they're your soulmate'' he asked. Cress sighed ''I can see colour'' she said anguish racked her words. ''Who is your soulmate'' he questioned ''I don't know who is yours'' she said and he thought he saw a sliver of hope in her pained expression ''haven't found them yet'' he sighed not that it was something that troubled him often but every so often he would feel a pang in his unloved heart. He adjusted his sun glasses to stop them slipping of his nose, sunglasses were a good cover,after all even colour sighted people couldn't see colour through them. He didn't want to feel a failure nor seem one to others. ''Umm.. want to take a break and have a coffee or something? I'll manage your desk'' he asked though it was a rhetorical question clearly the girl needed a break from life.