so i’ll say words i don’t believe

Sohalia

Don't try to wake me up
Even if the sun really does come out tomorrow

In the aftermath of the yeti battle, a little bit of normalcy was much appreciated, and Soh shot Sunjata a grateful smile for more than just the suggestion of a place to eat. ”Stew sounds lovely,” she agreed, then followed along as they made their way to the place in question. ”It’s really the perfect meal for somewhere this cold, isn’t it?” Talking about food was simple. Safe. A distraction from the mess that she’d made and the pain that she felt she’d caused.

As they walked, she watched Sunjata out of the corner of her eye. She knew enough of his history to know he’d been through some things, and even if she wasn’t aware of all of it, it was enough to think that maybe he could understand some of her current feelings. That maybe he could help. But frankly, she wasn’t sure where to even begin. Was it with her decision to come to Halo, the choice to walk out onto the tundra, the inevitable failure to help her friends against the yeti? Or did her failures go back further than that?

Don't believe anything you say anymore
In the morn, in the morning