Kamaria
Of course he says she wasn't a mistake; he has to say that. Kamaria turns away from him, shaking her head in disbelief, facing the hallway toward the door. If only to hear what comes next, she remains standing there, fighting against the urge to take off like she'd hoped to.
"Tied to Nate?" She echoes with incredulity, her brows furrowing as she tosses him a quick, confused glance. All Safrin had done was tell her how dangerous he truly was to her, to Sunjata, to anyone else. Why would she connect them to each other? "What does that even mean? What are you talking about?" She fixes him with a firmer look yet, demanding the answer.
Everything else he says falls on deaf ears, unable to truly hear it through the steady stream of questions in her mind. She can see his lips moving, can hear his voice, but it's already fallen apart. Doesn't he see that?
Suddenly there's a knock at the door and, although she'd expected Ronin to come, she still jumps.
"Tied to Nate?" She echoes with incredulity, her brows furrowing as she tosses him a quick, confused glance. All Safrin had done was tell her how dangerous he truly was to her, to Sunjata, to anyone else. Why would she connect them to each other? "What does that even mean? What are you talking about?" She fixes him with a firmer look yet, demanding the answer.
Everything else he says falls on deaf ears, unable to truly hear it through the steady stream of questions in her mind. She can see his lips moving, can hear his voice, but it's already fallen apart. Doesn't he see that?
Suddenly there's a knock at the door and, although she'd expected Ronin to come, she still jumps.
to call for hands above wouldn't be good enough
