02-03-2015, 03:40 PM
Her lips hitched up into a somewhat wry smile; Aria, after all, knew exactly what she felt. But she nodded anyway, whistling out a breathe that ended up heaving itself into a cleansing sigh. Only Lucas remained of the impromptu gathering, and he was mostly tuned to Aria. She recognised that relationship for the anchor it was, one of the basic foundation blocks for abilities like theirs. "It's okay. I've had worse days,"
she reassured him. The worry for Aria came off him in waves, tightened by a self-awareness for the emotional leakage. It must be taxing, trying to reign in the most natural thing in the world: to feel.
She hovered, not returning to the sofa or, yet, retrieving her coat. Elias's warning hummed in the back of her mind, but by now her own curiosity - her own demand for answers - was the stronger lure. "I'm used to sleeping in my car; a sofa is a luxury, and to be honest I'm grateful just for the roof. But it's up to you. I won't say no to the indulgence of a bed."
The smile she offered was a little tentative, but only really because she was so achingly aware of the strained fatigue in the room. Her day had been long and, admittedly, hadn't ended in the best way, but most of what she felt was not her own tiredness.
She kept her distance from the two's intimacy as they parted, though there was nothing she could really do to block it out. Her lashes fell over her eyes at least, and she drifted her attention to someplace else; a facsimile of privacy, if not privacy in truth. Once Lucas had gone, Asha perched on the edge of the sofa, and turned to Aria. "Elias says you're dangerous. I know that's true, but I also know that I trust you wouldn't hurt me. On purpose anyway."
That was all said matter-of-factly, plumbed directly from the depths of her extra senses. It was novel to speak so frankly, but liberating too. It also made her miss her uncle acutely.
"He gave me cash for a hotel, and I can use it for that if you want me to. If what Nox said is true... then it's a risk letting me stay here. You should know I have another choice now. But I'd rather stay here, if it were up to me. I'll be out of your way as soon as I can."
she reassured him. The worry for Aria came off him in waves, tightened by a self-awareness for the emotional leakage. It must be taxing, trying to reign in the most natural thing in the world: to feel.
She hovered, not returning to the sofa or, yet, retrieving her coat. Elias's warning hummed in the back of her mind, but by now her own curiosity - her own demand for answers - was the stronger lure. "I'm used to sleeping in my car; a sofa is a luxury, and to be honest I'm grateful just for the roof. But it's up to you. I won't say no to the indulgence of a bed."
The smile she offered was a little tentative, but only really because she was so achingly aware of the strained fatigue in the room. Her day had been long and, admittedly, hadn't ended in the best way, but most of what she felt was not her own tiredness.
She kept her distance from the two's intimacy as they parted, though there was nothing she could really do to block it out. Her lashes fell over her eyes at least, and she drifted her attention to someplace else; a facsimile of privacy, if not privacy in truth. Once Lucas had gone, Asha perched on the edge of the sofa, and turned to Aria. "Elias says you're dangerous. I know that's true, but I also know that I trust you wouldn't hurt me. On purpose anyway."
That was all said matter-of-factly, plumbed directly from the depths of her extra senses. It was novel to speak so frankly, but liberating too. It also made her miss her uncle acutely.
"He gave me cash for a hotel, and I can use it for that if you want me to. If what Nox said is true... then it's a risk letting me stay here. You should know I have another choice now. But I'd rather stay here, if it were up to me. I'll be out of your way as soon as I can."