Soh blushed at Mateo's praise, offering a shy smile. "Thank you," she said, touched by her friend's sincerity. The server approached with a menu, and Soh nodded in agreement. "The red sounds fine," she said. She wasn't much of a drinker, so she rarely knew what she wanted when it came to beverages; her tendency was to order water, or lemonade, if it was available, so she was happy to follow Mateo's lead.
As the server withdrew and Mateo's voice softened, Soh hesitated. Part of her wanted to insist that she was fine, to shy away from the emotions she kept hidden so carefully away - but Mateo was a dear friend, and she owed him more honesty than that, especially when he asked her so directly how she was. "I've been traveling a lot," she admitted. Anything to get her out of the city. "I... can't sleep, when I'm at home." Plagued by nightmares, by thoughts of what could have happened. "But I need to be here to have the shop open, so..."
As the server withdrew and Mateo's voice softened, Soh hesitated. Part of her wanted to insist that she was fine, to shy away from the emotions she kept hidden so carefully away - but Mateo was a dear friend, and she owed him more honesty than that, especially when he asked her so directly how she was. "I've been traveling a lot," she admitted. Anything to get her out of the city. "I... can't sleep, when I'm at home." Plagued by nightmares, by thoughts of what could have happened. "But I need to be here to have the shop open, so..."
Sohalia
