Thalassa
I worry this is how I’m always gonna feel.
He has a very good reason not to be on the top of his game, and Thal doesn't blame him one bit. If he knew how much she hates spiders, she hopes he might give her the same decency. But for now, she gives him an understanding nod of her head, not bothering to brush the dirt from her own outfit.
Instead, she retrieves her cloak, securing it back in place as she considers his question. "I think some food would do us both some good." To calm the nerves and renew the energy they'd used. She's preferable to something sweet, or maybe bloody, but she'll let him lead the way as she adds, "And maybe some bandages. I nicked you pretty good there." There's still a twinge of guilt that she hides behind a teasing grin, at least glad to see that it'd stopped bleeding along with her own scratch.
[FIN]
Instead, she retrieves her cloak, securing it back in place as she considers his question. "I think some food would do us both some good." To calm the nerves and renew the energy they'd used. She's preferable to something sweet, or maybe bloody, but she'll let him lead the way as she adds, "And maybe some bandages. I nicked you pretty good there." There's still a twinge of guilt that she hides behind a teasing grin, at least glad to see that it'd stopped bleeding along with her own scratch.
[FIN]
But nothing lasts. I know the deal.
