ELRETH
An hour later she sat at her parent's table under the light of that single lantern and blinked, her head buzzing. She shook it to clear it and refocused.
Her parents sat on either end of the table, her mother doing most of the talking, but her father offering what he knew or could add.
Gar sat directly across from her giving a lot of growled warnings, but he'd stopped holding back and was answering every question she put to him—or everything he could add to fill in the gaps on her mother's information.
And Aaryn sat at her side, holding her hand under the table.
Of them all, he was the one she worried about the most. He was determined, she could feel it in him. She didn't doubt that he was capable of taking her across the traverse. But for the first time, as they discussed the impacts it had on an Anima to walk through what sounded like an utter hellhole, she wondered what would happen to Aaryn if something happened to her.
