Lion Head Mesa shadows sway to light up my life

She came to a settled position by a plinth of stone, upon which Tavina laid out the tea. Smiling, tasting the familiar bitterness of medicine, Nazli didn't immediately say anything. She didn't have the energy really; but also, it felt good to be fussed over while awake and cognizant, for a change. How badly the new sesh had missed the older woman --!
It would be some time before her lessons, and beyond that her usefulness could be realized. Thankfully much of what Tavina did in her day-to-day was familiar to Nazli from a very young age; she seemed to be destined for this line of work one way or another.
Finally she downed the last of the tea and cleared her throat.
Thank you, she murmured, feeling a little bit more awake.
I... I missed you, and home. And... All of this. But you, so much. It went without saying, but Nazli felt the compulsion to tell Tavina outright, so there could be no uncertainty.