The tia was still him usual self; spiteful, resentful... completely full of irrational and arbitrary hatred. It mattered little to K'nahli how angry and fierce he wanted to make himself look. All she wanted was an answer to her question, and eventually, she indeed got one.
"...He's inside with your sister."
K'nahli recoiled a little, unconsciously appearing a little less tense than when she had first approached K'rahto with the question. Both her shoulders and posture relaxed more as her eyes scanned briefly across the sands in thought.
("...that's good..") was her initial thought, once again trying to fool herself into believing she had no right to be truly concerned. Though she blinked hard as her thoughts stemmed away from her father now.
("..but, wait..")
("....with your sister.") K'rahto's words briefly echoed once again in her head.
"K'mih.... why is K'mih there? Is she unwell?" her question came naively with half a step forward as she contemplated peering inside without awaiting an answer from the lethargically-tongued male, losing most of the spite that had previously been burned into it before being served to K'rahto.
("she is of no use to K'zhumi... what reason could she have for being inside..?")
She honestly believed that she had no real reason to feel such a way, and it were truly as if the thought hadn't even occurred to her - but.. already, a sudden feeling of discomfort was rising through the girl.
"...He's inside with your sister."
K'nahli recoiled a little, unconsciously appearing a little less tense than when she had first approached K'rahto with the question. Both her shoulders and posture relaxed more as her eyes scanned briefly across the sands in thought.
("...that's good..") was her initial thought, once again trying to fool herself into believing she had no right to be truly concerned. Though she blinked hard as her thoughts stemmed away from her father now.
("..but, wait..")
("....with your sister.") K'rahto's words briefly echoed once again in her head.
"K'mih.... why is K'mih there? Is she unwell?" her question came naively with half a step forward as she contemplated peering inside without awaiting an answer from the lethargically-tongued male, losing most of the spite that had previously been burned into it before being served to K'rahto.
("she is of no use to K'zhumi... what reason could she have for being inside..?")
She honestly believed that she had no real reason to feel such a way, and it were truly as if the thought hadn't even occurred to her - but.. already, a sudden feeling of discomfort was rising through the girl.
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Characters: Andre Winter (Hy'ur) / K'nahli Yohko (Miqo'te)
