Gaiana<br/><br/><br/>Her fingers started to strum a little. Pointing out the fact that she was thinking, somewhat hard. Her eyes opened as the girls fingers kneaded her overworked shoulders. Gaiana picked up her writing stick, dipped it in the ink, and let a drop fall onto the bottom right hand corner of the paper. Watching the ink spread on the paper, she thought of the words she would use to put down how she felt about her sister. And how her sister felt about becoming a priestess. She began to write. Letting the ink flow from her utensil to the paper smoothly. She leaned forward, forgetting anything else that was around her. Remembering their shared past. All of the things that Diana had been and always will be.<br/><br/>Gaiana set down her writing stick. Picked up the parchment and read through it one more time. It was short, simple, but got her point across. She was happy. And tired. She held onto the piece of parchment. Deciding to take it into her room. That way it would not be seen, by accident or purpose. With these thoughts of going to bed she realized that the gentle hands had left her neck. Then remembered they had done so a while ago. She looked around the room for Laena and saw her where she usually was. Sitting on her pillow directly behind Gaiana's work desk.<br/><br/>"Come girl. It is time we went to bed I think." She almost reached out a hand to help her up. Then stopped herself. Gaiana had never really had a slave before, not one that tendered only to her needs. And certainly not one that she cared for. But, she always seemed to have a problem ordering any of the household slaves around. She liked people too much. And she especially liked this girl, who had a great fire in her and was smarter than she liked to let on. She smiled as she waited to the side of the doorway. Letting Laena gather the lantern and light the way to their shared rooms. As they started to walk the hall, Laena in front. Gaiana reached out and just barely touched the girl's shoulder, at the same time whispering.<br/><br/>"Your touch was very comforting. Thank you for helping me." She squeezed her shoulder for a moment, then pulled her hand back to herself. And continued to follow.