I bite my tongue and I torch my dreams
There was a comfort when it came to thinking that her family was not truly missing her. The fact--that she really wished was true--that she had some sort of copy in her place to ease the suffering of her parents and siblings sent relief throughout her entire system. While her stomach no longer tied in knots and caused nausea at the thoughts, the anxiety had still weighed heavy in her mind. She did not have much else to say about that, but she gave a faint smile nonetheless.
"I think there's something here about friendly, dark-haired men becoming my friends." She almost-teased, referring to him and Amun. It seemed to be true, though. She had not done much to start building the relationships. The two men, Nate and Amun, had done most of it. But Nate said they were friends, and Amun said they were family, so she would take it. She squeezed his arm a little. "I am glad we can be friends. Perhaps I could make friends with others, too, like you say. It just...feels impossible. I'll take your word, though."
It took her a long while to answer his next question. It had been one she was sitting and stirring for a while--what did she remember? While it may not totally satisfy what he was looking for, Letha decided to tell him something deeper. "I remember a bond." It felt weird to say out loud, and her brows knit together in their usual fashion. "A bond with a creature. Something...tethered to me, and I to it." She slowed down her steps almost to the point of stopping as she spoke, the image of a large black cat moving across her memories. "Maikai."
