When she's steady on her feet, he lets her go. He nods.
"I have it."
He found it circling the perimeter, close to the crater's edge—forgotten, perhaps, as she made her way to the Singularity. Lucky it didn't wind up past the threshold. He examined it briefly, but it's otherwise untouched, tucked safely beneath a shaded overhang. He retrieves it now, passing it to her.
He brushes back some of her tangled hair behind her ear. A beat before he asks: "What was your way home?"
She'd have planned one, undoubtedly the same way she arrived here. Whether he can come with her is another question. Ideally, he can, but the fact is, as much as he doesn't want her traversing the desert alone, he knows she's capable of it. If she must. As long as he can be sure she's on her way home, near enough to the city, he'll be...she'll be all right.
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"I have it."
He found it circling the perimeter, close to the crater's edge—forgotten, perhaps, as she made her way to the Singularity. Lucky it didn't wind up past the threshold. He examined it briefly, but it's otherwise untouched, tucked safely beneath a shaded overhang. He retrieves it now, passing it to her.
He brushes back some of her tangled hair behind her ear. A beat before he asks: "What was your way home?"
She'd have planned one, undoubtedly the same way she arrived here. Whether he can come with her is another question. Ideally, he can, but the fact is, as much as he doesn't want her traversing the desert alone, he knows she's capable of it. If she must. As long as he can be sure she's on her way home, near enough to the city, he'll be...she'll be all right.