Redhawk Caldera I'll just mix 'em in my drink

She warmed a little when he said he was glad she was here, then corrected himself.  It was such an Eljay thing to do.  Normally she might have made a joke or agreed, but this time she kept quiet.  She didn't have the energy to even think about keeping up appearances.  Instead she tried snag some of that calm that he was exuding, evening out her own breathing in time with his.

It hadn't occurred to Maia that Wraen might be worried about her until Eljay said something.  Thanks.  She didn't want to think about them running into anything looking for her.  

He helped her over and silence fell for a moment, but it was harder in the quiet.  All she had to focus on then was how slow they seemed to be moving (her own fault) and how much she wanted to lie down.

Why did you move?  she asked, a little out of the blue.  It didn't even need to be a good story, she just wanted to hear him talk a while.

WC: 175