Sky Mesa Warriors don't cry

Beastie didn't speak anymore. Merely watched. And she had no more words to say either. What could she say? This felt terrible. It felt like a bit of a betrayal. She felt as if she were being sent to bed with no supper, but on a  grander scale. And she couldn't quite see the darkness that everyone spoke of, because he had never been mean to her. Nor had he been mean around her. She wasn't sure anymore what to think.

But for now. They had a journey to complete. She would not have Machi looked upon lowly because he failed to get her to Akashingo in a timely manner.

So she pressed against his neck for a minute and then nodded and steeled her tiny shoulders. Well then I guess we have a march to do. Yea?

And she tried out a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes.