Shira battled her inward thought’s of right and wrong.<span style="font-style: italic">”He saved me, no I saved us both. Sorta”</span>her mind continuing its confusion and doubt filled spiral. Shira could hear his light muttering, he must have meant the little escapade she had rained down on him.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">”No he brought that on himself, I completely had it. Sorta, okay not all. Dammit”</span>she thought to herself. Again she had proved herself not useful, a weight to be caught from the boat to keep it afloat. Anger, regret, and sadness lingered in her veins as she sat there in silence.<br/><br/>Shira watched the male walk from one spot to the next her blue eyes peering up at him. She really had not thought this through. With quick and precise movement’s she had her first real look at the male who had helped her. Shira couldn’t help but suck in a breath, seeing his dark skin and white hair, he was a complete contrast to himself.<span style="font-style: italic">”A beautiful contrast”</span>her mind interjected. Shira shook her head, she knew nothing of this male or what he intended to do next. Shira swallowed a large lump in her throat as his golden eyes settled on her.<br/><br/>His voice making her sink further into the floor, but not just in fear but to answer. This feeling confused poor Shira as she looked at him with wide blue eyes. Shira opened her mouth to speak but found she seemed to be lost at that the moment. Shira nodded gently goosebumps prickling over her skin. As his words continued the ever forceful reminder of her weakness there in front of her. Shira looked away in embarrassment, a pink flush on her cheeks. “I do not have an escort, this was my first time so far from home” she explained her blue eyes still casted down. Underneath the embarrassment lied a bit of her anger that now gathered in the bottom of her stomach, mocking her. As it sat in her it began to rise and before she could reign it in her mouth opened and released.”And I am not woman, I am called Shira. Do not think to call me whatever you wish” she said her tone defiant. Quickly she looked away her lips a hard line<span style="font-style: italic">”I need to really stop opening my mouth”</span>she thought to herself.