The pink haired miqo'te took a moment to think about it. As much as she thought she knew K'nahli, the girl was still unpredictable. K'mih was also missing K'nahli's version of the story; she was still unaware of how severe her anger could be, even if she wanted to believe that her sister would be understanding this time.
She thought hard about how K'nahli would feel, moving a fist underneath her chin with a troubled and confused expression. She could only imagine K'nahli feeling surrounded if the two of them approached her, but perhaps she'd also take it as a proof of honesty. K'mih wasn't good at solving conflicts, mostly because she didn't tend to get into many.
"Maybe you're right, you should come with me then!" She said, following K'tahjha's idea. If K'tahjha thought this way was better, then perhaps it was!
She thought hard about how K'nahli would feel, moving a fist underneath her chin with a troubled and confused expression. She could only imagine K'nahli feeling surrounded if the two of them approached her, but perhaps she'd also take it as a proof of honesty. K'mih wasn't good at solving conflicts, mostly because she didn't tend to get into many.
"Maybe you're right, you should come with me then!" She said, following K'tahjha's idea. If K'tahjha thought this way was better, then perhaps it was!
Clover Blake (Hyur) /Â K'mih Yohko (Miqo'te)