Layla was surprised at Aisha's answer. Their backgrounds were so different that she ended up tilting her head, perplexed and a bit jealous that she'd not had such a pampered life. But then she immediately felt guilty and tried not to cry. It marginally worked, her body seemed to find some sort of compromise; tears filled her eyes but they managed not to fall though she couldn't see anything clearly as Aisha rattled off what she was to Tarkus.<br/><br/>"Helluva lot better than yesterday, I guess."  She sounded sullen still, but it was because she wanted her husband so much. When would this end!? She bit down on the inside of her bottom lip to keep from losing control of her tears and she bit down hard.  The pain sobered her eyes and they stopped their shenanigans.<br/><br/>"Never had a place before… not sure what it is. Kind of hard to learn it."  She sighed, feeling like Aisha was a little pampered princess and she really wanted to flip her on the tip of the nose. "Don't mistake my mood for contempt," she said softly. "It's not that. We'll just say… that I come from a whole world that I hope that you never have to see with your own eyes. And I see how much you love Tarkus… and I know how that feels."  Sighing she shook her head, her long hair waving down her back, damp and clinging in thick strands to itself.<br/><br/>She nodded softly and kept up with Aisha as quickly as she possibly could.  "I didn't want to say no to him. You don't know how much I<em>really</em>didn't want to say no to him."  Her words were honest.  "It's been a long time now since I've felt loving hands from a man. And I see how you look at that man and I know that it's exactly how I looked at my husband. How could I not tell him no when I saw your heart being pulled out of your chest and put on display for the Gods? I have no clue what this joining ceremony is… but even though I don't know you, why would I want to cause you pain?  Trust me, there's not many people that I would put their feelings over me getting off without being whipped during it."  She looked at Aisha. "I wasn't gifted to Tarkus. The men that sent me did not have warm feelings toward him, though they did let me keep my hair…" She frowned. She'd been the only one who had, though they'd loved pulling it.  "I don't feel well. Can I eat now? Please?"  She looked at Aisha, her eyes a bit round and as innocent as Layla possibly possessed.<br/>