Koa
His heart clenches and lets go, an uncomfortable ba-bump ba-ba-BUMP! that hitches in his chest. A year ago, he would have killed to arrange this situation: a chance to show off strapping skill in front of a pretty girl. Now, though, those innocent teenage hormones and longing are tainted by all the things he came so close to having, the many opportunities that have slipped between his grasping fingers when it comes to him and her.
And Jude. Because even from the beginning there was a third part of this equation, one that carried weight in Sohalia's heart- and now in Koa's, too.
Even now as he moves to offer his arm in gallant invitation, those puppy dog eyes loom in his mind. The memory of them hold his action, leaving his arm to flop somewhat awkwardly as he course corrects into a sweeping gesture of after you. "Um, pretty sure this'll be her first experience," he answers, his voice a little artificially bright. "How 'bout Tarak? Think he's got much of a future in the Ningo herding trade?"
And Jude. Because even from the beginning there was a third part of this equation, one that carried weight in Sohalia's heart- and now in Koa's, too.
Even now as he moves to offer his arm in gallant invitation, those puppy dog eyes loom in his mind. The memory of them hold his action, leaving his arm to flop somewhat awkwardly as he course corrects into a sweeping gesture of after you. "Um, pretty sure this'll be her first experience," he answers, his voice a little artificially bright. "How 'bout Tarak? Think he's got much of a future in the Ningo herding trade?"
i can't decide if it's a choice, getting swept away
