She felt his eyes on her. Felt him watching her. And a soft pink blush shot across her cheeks momentarily. Until she realized. She was still looking at him. Watching him remain calm as she should be. But the memories sheâ€™d tried to forget were too strong. They overrode the emotion control sheâ€™d built up over the years. It was there. She hurt. Her kind had died off nearly completely. And it was partily her fault. Sheâ€™d done nothing to stop it. So that had to make it her fault. This made her feel sick with disgust and anger at herself.<br/><br/>She looks up at him. Watching him get closer. But needing someone to hear her out. Needing someoneâ€¦to just be there for her. Even if it was only for a moment. Such a thought had never occurred to her before. She usually just let it out in her room. In the privacy of her special place. So why she was doing this in front of him. None of the spirits who were here knew of her pain. Knew who and what she was. But now she was reaching out to someoneâ€¦who was most likely the descendant of the race who killed them off.<br/><br/>Yet she listens to him speak. His words rang true. And it made her feel worse for the way sheâ€™d treated him. Yet she wouldnâ€™t be able to break her habit for long. It would take a long while to break down those barriers. To break down the defenses sheâ€™d put up for protection against the emotions and the world. â€œI donâ€™t understandâ€¦my kindâ€¦we donâ€™tâ€¦â€ she listens again. Trying to argue with him. But at the moment finding it hard to argue with words that were so very true. â€œI seeâ€¦â€ was all she was able to say. Sheâ€™d tensed a tiny bit but forced herself to relax. He wasnâ€™t attempting to hurt herâ€¦she didnâ€™t think so. Her cheeks flushed on their own accord as she was hugged. She looks up at him. Trying to fight the tears of pain. She leaned into him. Sheâ€™d allow herself this moment of weaknessâ€¦allow herself this one moment. This one time. There  was no harm in being a womanâ€¦for just a little while.<br/><br/>She looks sadly at him. â€œThey killed them almost all of. Chased and chased. Hunted and hunted. Spirits and dragons kept the world in balance. Yet the humansâ€¦they sought to destroy the dragons as a wholeâ€¦for the actions of a few.â€ she then falls silent. Burying her face in his chest. The tears just flowing freely. When it was done she looks at him. And gently pulls his arms from around her. â€œIts time to go hunting. We shall go my wayâ€¦â€¦.okay?â€ she says. Trying to make it sound like a question though it was still a statement.<br/><br/>She looks up at the sky again. Longing in her eyes. Though sheâ€™d been crying her face wasnâ€™t stained by her tears. She lets out a soft sigh. â€œSoonâ€¦.soon Sister Skyâ€¦very soon.â€