Morningside Cuesta naked and alone we came into exile

Grezig lost track of time and space as she zoned out. She would not let the boy win and make him think that he could get away with this cold shoulder bullshit forever. She understood that he was going through something but this was getting ridiculous. Still, she did not speak. She waited. And would wait for as long as it took. He was not moving and so she would not move either. He did not speak and so she kept silent. Eventually, she would outlast him. She was sure of it. He would get hungry or bored and give up this sullenness enough to go back to the group. And then she would bring him food. Care for him. Watch him. If she could only wait long enough.