NEPHELE
Her own smile is wistful and perhaps a touch hopeful. Though she has never been a religious woman, Ludo had given her a path to walk, a purpose to grasp. She, too, hopes it will be pleased. "I hope so as well." Though first she must recover from her wound before she can seek out the herald of death. It would not do to swoon over mid-sentence in Ludo's presence.
"I will return before long, I can...bring you some if you'd like?" Her voice falls tentative and unsure for a moment in the middle of the offer. It shouldn't be something she thinks too hard on. Surely other Fae do this for their kin, their friends. There's no need to be flustered, and she squashes the feeling ruthlessly despite how it still shows a little on her face.
Nephele patiently sits through the procedure of bandaging and treating the wound, finding it methodical and soothing to the point that her exhaustion begins to catch up with her, head nodding. Only to jolt as Naavi speaks, apparently finished, and she tries to fight the bone deep exhaustion that the coordinating, attack, and headlong flight have inspired in her. "I couldn't ask that of you, it's far too dangerous." And Nephele will not risk Naavi. "But if you have supplies you could spare, I would appreciate that."
"I will return before long, I can...bring you some if you'd like?" Her voice falls tentative and unsure for a moment in the middle of the offer. It shouldn't be something she thinks too hard on. Surely other Fae do this for their kin, their friends. There's no need to be flustered, and she squashes the feeling ruthlessly despite how it still shows a little on her face.
Nephele patiently sits through the procedure of bandaging and treating the wound, finding it methodical and soothing to the point that her exhaustion begins to catch up with her, head nodding. Only to jolt as Naavi speaks, apparently finished, and she tries to fight the bone deep exhaustion that the coordinating, attack, and headlong flight have inspired in her. "I couldn't ask that of you, it's far too dangerous." And Nephele will not risk Naavi. "But if you have supplies you could spare, I would appreciate that."
and I stood there waiting
even as the first drop fell
wondering why the water burned
