Moonspear when someone leaves your life,

It took her some time to pull from the dark void of sleep, it sucked at her like a primordial sea swallowing a ship. But the cold had returned, and Tullik blearily raised her head in search of the odd-talker.

She blinked, and in the spaces of darkness between her blink, there he was. Holding food, though she was unsure of who for. It perhaps did not help that she was barely awake to begin with, the journey here exhausting in every measure.

She licked her nose wordlessly.