Hushed Willows if i get home before daylight, i just might get some sleep tonight

Qilaq nods her head dumbly. She kinda remembers hearing that but she looks away, licking at the roof of her mouth thought she feels nothing but pressure. It’s the most different she’s felt in months and she can’t stop flicking her tongue. She doesn’t know what’s going to happen next, or what’s supposed to happen next, and she doesn’t know what she’s allowed to want and what’s going to hurt her again. She swallows a lump in her throat that doesn’t feel like it’s going anywhere.
 
“I can, I can leave if I can to?” she says, hoarse and carefully, she tries the theory and slowly sits up.