'...'
Only to find Zaina crying in the corner.
She was curled up against the base of a tree, knees drawn to her chest.
Her long sleeves soaked with tears as she tried to stifle the sound.
Akamir hesitated.
His first instinct was to walk away.
This wasn't his problem.
He didn't like dealing with emotions he didn't understand, especially when they weren't his.
'I should just quietly walk away.'
Akamir took a step back—.
Crack!
Only to crush a patch of dried leaves.
"Huh?"
Zaina flinched, startled by the sound.
Her head snapped up, eyes wide and glassy from crying.
She blinked rapidly, trying to wipe her face, as if erasing the evidence would erase his presence too.
"I—Sorry," she whispered, her voice hoarse. "I didn't think anyone came here."
Akamir shrugged. "Neither did I."