*Ha i'm not gone yet*
Later in the day/night
Georgia sat against a tree, fully awake, tears threatening to come out of her eyes. James was a lot like her, a loner at first but always came around to liking company. But she knew, by the time he came around to liking her company it would be too late.
"Georgia," Lethero said sitting down across from her in his human form, "how have you been holding up?"
"Fine," she lied, he could tell, the strained tone in her voice gave her away.
"You're not fine."
"Fine, I'm not fine, but I'll get fine...And so will James."
"Will you alone or with us?"
"You should know that Lethero, I've grown too fond of you all, I should leave but being the selfish being I am I won't. I'm with you all the way."
