It was strikingly romantic, Are's words touching a chord in the witch that softened the critical scrutiny into a gentle understanding. In her lap her hands folded neatly, her gaze averted toward the floor in respect for her acquaintance's struggle, though there was an undeniable hint of discomfort in her gestures and manner, though if it came from being unable to relate or relating too much she couldn't say.
"You'll find her." Mel tentatively broke the silence that had developed after being left speechless by the revelation of her acquaintance's struggles. Clearing her throat, she drew back into her seat and turned her attention up from the tile work. "You will find her. It was nearly winter when I left-" the water was frigid and burned her skin on impact, driving the air from her lungs as she struck the riverbed, white silt rising up in contrast to the ribbons of blood illuminated in the light of the twin moons "- and spring when I arrived. I have no reason to believe that our... dimensional abductions must follow any linear rules in spitting us out into this social petri dish."
The more she spoke, the more confident she sounded, shaking her hair out of her face as she swept it back from her forehead. "It's like you said, you have to trust your gut - but all of this? Distractions. They'll come and go, but Signe..." She considered it, pronouncing and weighing the name with careful consideration. "So long as you can recall her memory, I'm certain that one day you will find her."
"You'll find her." Mel tentatively broke the silence that had developed after being left speechless by the revelation of her acquaintance's struggles. Clearing her throat, she drew back into her seat and turned her attention up from the tile work. "You will find her. It was nearly winter when I left-" the water was frigid and burned her skin on impact, driving the air from her lungs as she struck the riverbed, white silt rising up in contrast to the ribbons of blood illuminated in the light of the twin moons "- and spring when I arrived. I have no reason to believe that our... dimensional abductions must follow any linear rules in spitting us out into this social petri dish."
The more she spoke, the more confident she sounded, shaking her hair out of her face as she swept it back from her forehead. "It's like you said, you have to trust your gut - but all of this? Distractions. They'll come and go, but Signe..." She considered it, pronouncing and weighing the name with careful consideration. "So long as you can recall her memory, I'm certain that one day you will find her."
