Lion Head Mesa i threw a brick right through the window

something within nazli softened. she could not wholly release her feelings, they were like a plague; if anything the way she felt was the real illness, but one that could not be cured. at least senmut lessened some of that.
a rest is a good idea. she did not want to take up too much of his time, he was too important; and besides, she had not anticipated being caught here. nazli did not want to disappoint anyone either.
when i have rested, maybe... i will call for you? a rare thing, a fellahin with any desires.