Lion Head Mesa eleventh

by now it was no secret: siptah had gone and makono had gotten what she desired. he was proud of her, frightened of her. frightened for her. and eager to see what she would make of the monumental and course-altering path she had been allowed to take.

he crept along toward her rooms, then wilted and trotted stiffly the other way, almost colliding with several individuals in his blind flight until he might have tangled with @Nazli. his eyes were wide and apologetic, but what the boyish we'eb blurted was: "when she leaves, will you be going with her?" of course he knew the answer.