***
Daria silently walked by Arleen's side not out of shame or a compulsion to appear subdued but rather because a lot was going through her mind. Particularly, the branded Seal that now rested atop her left breast and pulsed almost like a second heartbeat.
Daria did not hate the feeling because every pulse it gave off, granted her a feeling of connection to Evian. As though she only needed to reach out slightly and she would be by his side… Feeling what he felt— Experiencing what he experienced.
"You must have a lot of your mind," Arleen said eventually, breaking through the serenity Daria was beginning to toss herself into.
"Hmm?" Daria let out, not at all sure she had heard what Arleen had said.
Arleen took in a breath,
"It's alright. It has been a long night. You should get some rest," she said.
Daria bowed to her,
