[Training] no one told you to breathe

MELITA

“That won’t get you very far.” She shook her head at the teasing, a mimic in mirrored juxtapositions, but the rest seemed to make sense. A snort followed, flickered out into the room, and an eyeroll soon to follow. “I’ll keep my eye out for something.” The notion of weaponry from far away, elsewhere, somewhere laden on the pathways to the sea, came to mind – uncertain of where Hotaru excelled (except in hand-to-hand combat; Melita had been shown that with her multiple views of the sand).

Then a smile, less mischief and more genuine, wholesome, a twist and turn from embers and cinders. “I’m happy for you.” Hopeful it would turn out all right, in the end, with the three of them – and not complicate matters entirely.

help tonight to split its seams
Give the bruises out like gifts