Lion Head Mesa I'm coming home again, all alone

he laughed. belen's eyes grew hard under the shimmering veneer of tears. whatever she had felt toward him was intensified — and lessened. "maybe i think you are deserving." belen sniffed viciously, willing her eyes to dry up. of course they did not. "you will not even let me try." she lifted her chin defiantly and pressed back against the wall. "if you want to go, i will not annoy you longer." it was jawahir's tones in her mouth, kasmut's poise in her body, but her eyes remained stark and wanting and full of beseechment. and his were filled with tears.