Lion Head Mesa khepresh

satsu tensed against his touch. not because it was upleasant, she realized, but because - as he drew away - she almost gave chase.
but he was gone, suddenly.
those sweeping steps bringing him away, to where he could stand and drip across the stone.

she swallows her nerves.
yes, she answers, turning in the water and pulling herself deeper so that she can cool off a moment, and when she surfaces she is moving to rise from the water herself.
i will have tamar help me dry and prepare. then i will meet you.

she thought of his chambers and if they might betray what she had been up to while he had been away; but it did not matter either.
tamar would have removed all trace.