knew what she was doing when she invited the wild in
The likelihood of Sunjata’s hopes coming to fruition were probably nil – based on interactions anyone had ever had with him – but they sounded pleasant. Staying amidst Torchline, the venue, the surroundings, the sea far surpassing anything else Melita had come across in Caido, made sense. Just be careful or take a break crossed over her skull, meandered along her teeth, but they didn’t make a sound, not now. Regardless of what she had to say, he’d attempt whatever came to his mind, despite every motion or maneuver on her part to simply get him to cease and desist. “Of course,” and she wrinkled her nose, pondering whether to prod him in return (but he was still wounded), and merely moved away, shoving more contents around until everything seemed settled, put in its proper place. “I hope you have a great time. And I’ll come back with all kinds of adventures and stories to share.”
Melita
