Hideaway Strath taigiroku

look at me. his command draws her attention, and like a child being berated, she does as she is told. every fibre of satsu's being wants to curl up in to a ball or, better yet, take flight away from him so she can sift through the conversation in her own time.

again he announces his loyalty to his people; again, satsu finds his eyes hard to look at, and the stern nature of his voice hard on her ears.

there is a moment of silence after he has spoken and satsu quivers where she stands. slowly she nods, blinking owlishly at him. okay, yes, i understand. but her tongue is heavy, so she says nothing in reply.