i reach out to my lifeline, the angels laugh in paradise
El could sense the confidence in Sohalia as she talked about training. They already knew she was more experienced than them; it only made sense for her to be stronger as well. She was the one to knock out the poacher, after all. They supposed they just hadn't expected it from someone who was so....amicable. Behind her friendliness, El sensed a genuine care for people and a need to be able to care for oneself. They respected it.
El watched Sohalia's dubious expression as she answered their question. They looked down at the scratches on their arm more closely. There were quite a few visible splinters, ones that likely wouldn't come out with a rinse. El was beginning to understand they needed help but unsure whether they wanted to ask for it. The scratches still stung faintly.
"Alright, what in here can I use to clean it? I know with these pincers here I can take the splinters out," they leaned over the table as they said this, opening up the box and taking out what looked to be a pair of tweezers.
El watched Sohalia's dubious expression as she answered their question. They looked down at the scratches on their arm more closely. There were quite a few visible splinters, ones that likely wouldn't come out with a rinse. El was beginning to understand they needed help but unsure whether they wanted to ask for it. The scratches still stung faintly.
"Alright, what in here can I use to clean it? I know with these pincers here I can take the splinters out," they leaned over the table as they said this, opening up the box and taking out what looked to be a pair of tweezers.
they say i am my own lifeline
ELEFTHERIA
