Our sorrow went on for a few solid moments, but slowly died down, and then there was silence. A long period of silence.
Eventually, I put my hand on Aisha's forearm, surrounding my neck. Tam moved shortly after, retracting his wings, and jumping down from my embrace, on the floor.
Aisha stood up and backed down by a single step, then she started wiping her tears off. I did the same.
- So you are not holding up, just like me... - she said, and let out a short sad laugh.
- No...
- Peter... I've been thinking a lot this past few days, and I want to say that I'm sorry. I feel like it's my fault. I'm so sorry...
She was about to start crying again.
- It's not. We all did dumb things thinking those are the right ones. We thought that we own this place, but that's not the truth. We don't own it at all.
She nodded.
