Whitewater Gorge viii. "i am sorry someone loved you badly"

           

She took a step back at the voice echoing off the rocks and the arrival of the two males. Although she was resolute in her stance and portraying a calm exterior, Padma’s heart thudded quickly in her chest. Clenching her jaw, she was once again partially shroud in darkness.

She cursed her luck. This wasn’t what she had thought she was getting herself into. Having given herself enough distance to feel fractionally more at ease, she hesitantly dipped her head. “Padma.” She offered tersely.

She looked between the two late arrivals, both of whom seemed overly cheerful compared to her solemn self. With extra bodies involved, Padma wasn’t exactly sure where to go next, and so waited to see what they might say or do. Briefly her gaze shifted behind her, keeping her options open should the need arise.