Shady

Ky nodded slowly. “…maybe I’ll try it… I don’t know.”

“…ah.” Okay, that didn’t seem easy after all. Hours without thinking? Being anxious? It could never be her. Unless… “…so basically just dissociating.”

(Nuuuu! Are you outside? It’s brutal ;-; ) Talia nodded. “…That makes sense… I’ll be going home within the next few months, though… hopefully…”

“Oh, gosh, do all the nobles of the Northern Realm come here?” How intimidating. She wasn’t about to go around getting to know them.

Ky groaned at the mention of food, but then was quiet for a moment. “… how do you meditate?” That seemed like the easiest of those suggestions.

“They want me to run and go out in the cold and I want to do neither of those things.” She wrinkled her nose.

Ky nodded in agreement. “Especially up here.”

Ky shrugged. “Or I could just get over myself.” Or just die.

(Ooh that’s awesome! I may poke around with that, too. Seems like great questions!) “…true,” Talia agreed with a nod. Then smiled sheepishly and joked, “including pasta.”

“It doesn’t help me for them to have stuff.” She shrugged.

(Lmao we turn Ky into an addict) She sighed and shrugged. “I don’t know. Maybe.”

Talia nodded. “Good for him… gosh that’s like something out of a storybook. Getting chosen off your farm to become a Lord. How fun.”

“I wish there was medicine or something to make my brain magically feel better.”

She nodded with a little sigh. “I’m trying. It’s not like I want to be this miserable.”

“…oh.” She nodded. “Hopefully, yes.”