The water runs down my back as I place my hands on the rough stones.
I close my eyes and try to calm the instinct that tells me to run.
The grey stones have small holes from where the air bubbles popped when the mason made them, I focus on one and breath.
"Hurry up".
I wince as I hear her right behind me.
She is leaning against the wall, while folding her arms in front of her.
"I would like some privacy... please".
When Heela doesn't move I sigh and reach out, taking the soap from the divot in the wall to my left.
Washing myself quickly, I turn around to find her leaning her head on the wall.
"Is she still alive"?
She is so ready for the question, she answers immediately.
"I'm sorry".
I tsk, and walk towards her.
She doesn't get to get away with this.
Pulses off energy push the water off me.
"Why won't you answer me"?
I place my hands on her cheeks, and make sure I lock eyes with her.
