[Her fingers curled lightly into the grasp as Fang shut her eyes. To think that such a simple touch, Chariot's mere presence, could be so powerfully grounding, and entirely for reasons that had nothing to do with their Bond.]
[She swallowed, trying to center herself again, her shame waning into embarrassment. When Fang looked back at Chariot, she didn't mask her distress—but there was gratitude, too.]
I still ought to mind my temper. Home's a sacred thing, you know, [She murmured. It's been lifetimes since she's been able to say that word.] ...Thanks, for that.
[That Fang had a home. That she could find shelter from that horrible storm. That she wouldn't be alone in weathering it. It wouldn't exist without Chariot and her kindness.]
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[She swallowed, trying to center herself again, her shame waning into embarrassment. When Fang looked back at Chariot, she didn't mask her distress—but there was gratitude, too.]
I still ought to mind my temper. Home's a sacred thing, you know, [She murmured. It's been lifetimes since she's been able to say that word.] ...Thanks, for that.
[That Fang had a home. That she could find shelter from that horrible storm. That she wouldn't be alone in weathering it. It wouldn't exist without Chariot and her kindness.]