Lion Head Mesa akuma

he was kind to her.
not pressing her for affection,
but sharing it with her carefully.
slowly working his way through the ice around her heart, if there truly was anything there, patient and focused.
her sun.

tamar should be returning soon. there are things to plan, the fellahin to organize for the day. if only they had someone to do this for them, satsu thought to herself - but when that work is done...

a glance away from him to the door, wondering.
shall i meet you in your room? or above. hastily stepping around the innocuous slip of her tongue.