Haelvia of Leopardon slowly stood up. She dragged her reluctant feet to the door and ducked through the doorway.
The damp smell that filled the underbelly of the ship twisted her stomach worse than it already was.
"Elle..."
Tychon looked to her with wide eyes-- like he was surprised she came.
Then... against all her expectations... he smiled.
It was a warm, gentle smile that made Elle's heart thump in her chest.
"I wanted to see you," He said.
The way he said it... the honesty in his words-- it made it hard for Elle to respond.
So... she lied.
"I... wanted to see you too."
Lying was so much easier.
Tychon leaned forward... his golden eyes glowing in the lamplight, "I'd like to speak privately-- in my quarters."
That... no.
Elle couldn't do that. If she were to go, all of her feelings, all of her misgivings would be gone. She'd forget her heart and only listen to her body.
