LETHA
Having not expected anyone else to join her this night, Letha did not have much to say. She was not disappointed in the company, which felt odd, but she was not sure if Raza felt the same. She wondered if the woman had come to be in solitude at the lighthouse, as Letha had. It seemed such a fine place to sit quietly, and think, and look out to the ocean.
"I am Letha. I, uh, don't do anything here, I guess? I'm really new." She put emphasis on the word really, turning to follow Raza with her eyes. It seemed interesting to be a barkeep in such a place as Torchline. Letha could not even remember if she knew the taste of alcohol. Something inside of her doubted it, thinking that her mother might not have approved of the substance. "My family were tradesmen, before I came to Caido. Crafters, mostly."
As she moved away from Letha and set her possessions down, Letha's head cocked some. She watched curiously as the woman stripped off her shoes. "What are you up to tonight?" The question, she hoped, was not prying or rude, but simply meant only to convey curiosity.
You can't choose what stays and what fades away
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