Redhawk Caldera i've hoarded your name in my mouth for months

 the guardian-child is slow to respond to her nomi's call for once. though she has allowed herself to part from mother's side but briefly, aside from her afternoon with her aunt towhee, every moment she does not have her eyes on the unconscious woman is a moment she might slip from her vision forever.

 still: a call from nomi can't be ignored and so blixen watches artaax leave for a moment before rousing and following him out. quickly she reads the tension her nomi is emitting and prepares for the worst, feeling the same fear her brother does as her mind races with similar thoughts. "chit yu gaf?" she asks, a note of alarm in her voice betraying the bravely stoic front she's been putting up for the past few days.