Lion Head Mesa you're like a parasite, but you keep me alive

no words. and there were none formed as well.

senmut lowered his chin to rest against her jawline, ever slightly, and the reassurance she was indeed alive was a boon to all parts of his spirit.

he wanted to ask why she had not returned. but he knew why nazli had not.

and so in silence, in something akin to peace, they rested together.