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

Almost there.  She nearly could have cried, this time with relief.  There'd been a few times when she had thought about asking him to stop, but she'd known the instant she stopped moving she wouldn't have it in her to get back up, and she wasn't willing to make Eljay deal with that.

She made it in a little past the door, at least off to the side and out of the main way, before she sat down and knew she wasn't getting back up.  She took a steadying breath and closed her eyes against the pounding in her skull while she waited for everything inside of her to just calm down.  It's perfect. She finally answered, and could feel herself getting a little choked up again.

He was being so nice and had no reason to be.  They were friends, but she'd left.  She had no right to stay in his den.  And she certainly had no right to be happy about it, despite the circumstances.  She lowered herself into a lying position slowly, then turned to look at him.  She didn't have the right to ask him for anything.  Remember, all you do is freak him out.  And no wonder.  All this talk of traveling and look what happens.

She looked away and tried to stop, but there was no stopping the tears this time.  At least she managed to keep her voice somewhat steady.  I...it's okay if you have to go, but c..can you stay, just until I'm asleep? She asked, still turned away.  She didn't know what he'd been doing before retrieving her, but he'd already done a ton.  She should tell him that she was fine, that he could go.  She just couldn't.  Her fur burned with shame, surprisingly noticeable even with everything else.  I'm such an idiot.  I'm sorry.

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