Ocean's Breath Plateau Dreamer

Sea breeze was a cold thing.

She stood before him as a mazoi. As a whore.

Senmut drew carefully, and she was still convinced that they'd lie in his bed and reminisce silly things. That, she had never done before until then, where there were more words than touch. She thought of it strange, and yet they overwhelmed her thoughts regularly.

He said he turned from her. She dissolved that thought. Still with a plastered smile.

"Yes."

Yes.

She tried to imagine what the next part of this. And she..didn't know. So, she asked him-- for an answer, because she didn't have one. How did this story go? "Do you leave me now then?" Her head quirked. She tried to speak proper, too. To try and fit a seriousness she couldn't comprehend. "To who has filled your heart?" The end?