Be still my foolish heart
She felt bad as soon as the words left her mouth. For snapping, for losing control over herself, for making the kid recoil. Usually she was better at putting on the nice pleasant 'nothing is wrong' mask, but it was so difficult in this place. In this circumstance, where nothing made sense and she had no idea what was expected of her. And Quanil didn't exactly help. Again they veered off in a completely unexpected direction, and her nerves were not made for this shit. The steadying breath she took was shuddering, again teetering on the brink of a complete meltdown. Like that time she had walked home in the pouring rain, footsore and so wrung out she'd bawled the whole way, for no good reason. Wondering, hoping, wishing a car would come speeding by, that there might be some unfortunate accident... so it would all just stop.
There hadn't been a single vehicle on the road that day.
"Does that mean I can not work here?" she tried, with immense effort managing to keep herself from snapping again. Probably this was not the right person to talk to, but if her basic needs could not be met in this place... then there was no point in waiting for this Jigano person.
The place Quanil suggested... was not on her list. A quick glance confirmed it. "What is the Vlam... whatever you said?" She didn't sound very enthusiastic. But then, that was pretty much her default state of mind, so. Nothing new there.
Don't ruin this on me
PETRA
