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It would be hard for Nazli to put her thoughts and feelings in to something verbal, as she was shy about it all, and so nervous, and that nervousness bled in to every aspect of her experience now.
Sokha was patient.
For every question Nazli managed to voice, there was an answer. Some were short while others became more detailed - each brought a heat to Nazli's cheeks, a stuttering to her heart, and some even a gasp; her eyes averted but she sat there rapt in her attention, listening, trying her best to recite pieces of the information.
It was hours later that Nazli was permitted to leave this first of many lessons.
Her mind buzzing with new knowledge that felt taboo to know; and, with no one to share it with, she spent the night processing all that was told to her. She had to prepare herself for her future - because now there was no avoiding it. Sokha would give her plenty more lessons.
Her future was certain, regardless of how Nazli felt about it.