Whitefish River keep your head up

"What? No! You're fine. I just...think too much." And that was the godawful truth. If she's not contemplating, there's something wrong. As Saarthal moves away, Varinril is unsure of herself. Did the girl dislike that she spent so much time in her head? It was a property that she disliked, herself. Why think when you can do? It's a vicious cycle. Even now she's asking herself over and over, what did I do to earn that reaction?

Though Saarthal appears mirthful, Varinril is starting to suspect that there's a lot more going on here that she cannot interpret; inferred transgressions that weigh heavy on one's conscious. Why, earlier in their conversation, Varinril recalled feeling slighted when first they met. (Admittedly, that "slight" against her has lessened quite a bit. Hooray communication!) The more that she spoke with Saarthal, the more she can see that the girl had not meant anything by it. But that makes her think that if she felt transgressed then why shouldn't Saarthal?

The roman's voice drew her from rumination. Damn. Did she really think she was reluctant? It's nice to know that Saarthal would not pressure her into anything more - truly, she appreciated that. Varinril did not want to be tied down to anyone or anything. Yet. Saarthal draws in close again, her tongue lapping at her bruised nape. Oh. That feels divine. And as much as Varinril wants to succumb to that sensation and simply let Saarthal work her magic, she cannot ignore the words fabricating within. She wants to clear the air - needs to.

"It's alright," she says with a nod, sure as ever. "Everything's gonna be okay." She hoped beyond hope Saarthal would accept her proclamation however out of place it might be. No needling questions, no upset, nothing. They are colleagues - that are going to go on a date, at that - may their bond be as pure as first snow and as deep as the ocean. Varinril is quiet when she looks at Saarthal. Pitless though they look, her discriminations are expressive, understanding sparkling in their depths.