Sea Lion Shores endure my heart

the woman is cheerful in a way that azreina no longer is; unable to find reason to buoyant when she is so weighed down by grief. that i need to kill wanheda. she thinks in response to the woman's question, but offers a coy tilt of her lips instead; letting the woman make her own guesses. a love affair. though dacio had been a teacher to azreina that had not kept the young, starry-eyed commander from developing a crush on him, as she'd developed a brief crush on arcturus.

oh! how she wished that the dark pelaged woman was right. how she wished to be the breaker of hearts instead of always being the one nursing a scarred heart that has withered and died.

surely, that would be easier.

nevertheless, azreina finds herself flattered that this is the impression that she paints for the stranger. it is my heart that has been broken. she admits after a moment, her coy smile faltering; twisting into an expression of pain.