Shalelu would remain silent for a long minute, following Rimeera's confession, the only change being that her hands froze, no longer whittling.<br/><br/>Finally, she spoke, in a very quiet voice, that Rimeera would almost have to strain to hear. "Why me?" she asked. "I'm no one special. Not like you. You could have anyone you wanted, so why do you want me? I'm not pretty, I'm not outgoing, I'm not funny, or a good storyteller, or good with people. I just... know how to fight, and to hunt. I... thought I loved someone, once before," she said. "But he ignored me. I could never... I could never find the words to say the right things to him, so he left, and now there's you, and I still don't know the right words to say, and I'm afraid if I don't find those words that you're going to leave me too, and..."<br/><br/>She trailed off and looked away, and looked about ready to bolt, like a frightened deer.