It was K'hula's answer -the lack of it- what stabbed K'mih's stomach and filled her features with more visible concern. The woman offered no chance to ask further; she just walked away, making it clear that K'ailia wasn't a matter she wished to discuss.
Something bad had happened, and K'mih's imagination wasn't exactly kind about it.
There was no attempt to stop K'luha with more questions, however. The always submissive Miqo'te limited herself to watch the woman's back with eyes that felt damper as seconds passed. They ended up traveling to her new sister, silently begging for any sort of an answer. Perhaps she knew, perhaps she'd met K'ailia...
Something bad had happened, and K'mih's imagination wasn't exactly kind about it.
There was no attempt to stop K'luha with more questions, however. The always submissive Miqo'te limited herself to watch the woman's back with eyes that felt damper as seconds passed. They ended up traveling to her new sister, silently begging for any sort of an answer. Perhaps she knew, perhaps she'd met K'ailia...
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Clover Blake (Hyur) /Â K'mih Yohko (Miqo'te)
