"Naomi." Daniel insistently called, his hands still out in the air, a passionate look of belief and hope still glimmering in his eyes, his hair- dark and stained with thick blood- looming over his eyes as he stared at her.
"I know you can do this. I know you can make the right decision." He said, so much emotions in his words that it was almost a whisper.
She glanced to Koan, stiffening again on seeing his outstretched arm, her eyes moved around, taking in Talia, Hakura and the others before moving it to her people who were standing there, some floating to get a good view from the back, before she turned to her side to see Sakuarr.
She finally backed the two men, staring wistfully at her father.
"Fiona or Naomi... which is it?" She almost burst into tears. "I don't even know who I am." She whispered.
