Moonspear we all have a hunger

with @Dragomir by her side, the pair had made their way to the base of the mountain, pausing now and again as the girl's strength ebbs. the beginnings of another pounding headache sink deep into her skull; they seem commonplace, now, and her gaze narrows as she sinks to the ground beside her brother. just for a moment. exhaustion is bone-deep, sleep a landslide she can barely hold at bay. she glances at her brother, silent request for a respite before he calls for Hydra.

she is aware, however, what she is now. when is it required of her, should someone come to meet them, she'll sit upright, stiffen her shoulders and pretend she is all that she is not, right now. liability. she wants to, and wanted to, voice her worries on the way here; but the ordeal of summoning more words to her tongue seemed unbearably taxing. she blinks her eyes closed— just for a moment — and opens them again, assembling her haggard limbs into a seated position as she glances once more to her brother, silent assertion of readiness.