to be lit up from within
vein by vein
“Anyway, it made me feel fuckin’ useless,” she managed to grate out, dusting her hands off and taking the floating water to wash the sauce off her fingers. The root of the issue remained there, striving to be shrugged off when it had previously eaten at her for weeks; stashed amongst her bones. “Though at least Colt’s was funny,” as a means to fluff the feelings away – let them become bygones and distractions. Tossing ducks at him had been amusing, if a bit confusing. “What the fuck was she doing anyway?”But Ru was a much more difficult facet to dwell on, and she was afraid she didn’t have anything for him but her own nuances on the subject; bewildering and confounding as they were. The Honeybee couldn’t grant too much advice when it came to matters of hearts and bonds, the way he’d somehow been scorched and gauged and caught on the nettles on almost every single one of his relationships. She opened her mouth to say something, then quickly shut it, eyes flickering downwards, swiftly patting him on the shoulder as a means of consolation – and taking the water ability with it. “I mean – she left you alone. That’s the thing. And she should know better. Gods, better than most.” Wholly ignorant of the actual means holding some portions together, she sighed, uncertain on all these precarious boundaries. “Maybe it’s just a timeframe for you. To give up searching or whatever. Or don't, I guess.”
to be the sun
MELITA
