// I tried to scream but my head was underwater //
Striding on alongside Liam, it took most of her attention to simply keep up. His long legs carried him with ease over rocky crags and past slick lava flows now sufficiently cooled to walk on, and she made it a point to stick to his side, no matter that she had to take two steps for every one of his. Glancing up at him now, his smile and unwavering optimism was as a balm to her senses, still raw after the recent encounter with Thalassa.
"I'm glad you think so," she murmured, lured into a small smile of her own. "If you see something in a place you think is inaccessible, just say the word. I might as well make use of the gifts I've been given." Given what she traded them for, and what came unbidden and unasked for along with the rest...
The smile faded as she turned her gaze back to the path ahead, adjusting a strap on the pack where she carried most of their food supply and more water. Leaving most of the search for iron to Liam, she kept an eye out for trouble, knowing these tunnels were perfect hiding spots for rock sliders and fyrhunds and perhaps smaller, nastier things as well. Perhaps it was the loss of one friend so recently that made her worry for the safety of this one; at the very least, keeping watch gave her something to occupy her thoughts with.
"Have you done anything worth mentioning, lately?" she asked after a while, mostly for an excuse to keep him talking. So much of their conversation revolved around her that she sometimes felt like she didn't know anything about him.
"I'm glad you think so," she murmured, lured into a small smile of her own. "If you see something in a place you think is inaccessible, just say the word. I might as well make use of the gifts I've been given." Given what she traded them for, and what came unbidden and unasked for along with the rest...
The smile faded as she turned her gaze back to the path ahead, adjusting a strap on the pack where she carried most of their food supply and more water. Leaving most of the search for iron to Liam, she kept an eye out for trouble, knowing these tunnels were perfect hiding spots for rock sliders and fyrhunds and perhaps smaller, nastier things as well. Perhaps it was the loss of one friend so recently that made her worry for the safety of this one; at the very least, keeping watch gave her something to occupy her thoughts with.
"Have you done anything worth mentioning, lately?" she asked after a while, mostly for an excuse to keep him talking. So much of their conversation revolved around her that she sometimes felt like she didn't know anything about him.
Maea
// They called me weak, like I'm not just somebody's daughter //
