Larksong Grotto Gucci

As soon as Reek finished speaking, a lingering, tepid silence hung in the air. She turned to him and their eyes briefly met. Reek could see her answer lurking in their depths, and it wasn't the one he wanted to recieve. Biting his lip, Reek's gaze shot downward. "It's your choice Jhala," he said, voice strained with disappointment. "I would never force anything on you that you didn't want." Nevertheless, Reek was unable to bridge the gap of understanding between the reason she had left her old pack and the connection it had to receiving a promotion such as this.

"You wanted a new start," he answered. "Same as me."  So far, Reek had felt he had done a poor job of it, but from what he could see of Jhala, she had been happy -- or at least, Reek hoped so.