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Karin Shepherd | Tiamat (

She smiled at his offer, assuming no deeper meaning in his words than what was present at first glance. She had need of more friends in the building, there was no getting around that. His initial, ill advised announcement regarding his drug habits did not deter her; after all, her beloved sisters had gotten into far worse in their day. She did not know him well enough to lecture, but in time that would come. Such things came from a place of love and concern rather than judgment, though not everyone, especially at first, could read such nuance in her tone. With such thoughts coiling through her troubled mind, thankfully pushing out her obsession with her own problems in favor of pondering someone else's.

She turned her thoughts to his instruction, returning to student pose as she watched him perform the complex maneuver. She was surprised when he unfolded his lanky body from the posture, and still more so when she felt his hands on her. But in spite of the faint flush dusting her cheeks, she could not truthfully have said she found it entirely displeasing. Fiona would mock her now, she knew, would laugh at her juvenile blush over something so small and meaningless. The thought bolstered her somewhat; helped her maintain her cool composure as she eased her body into the required pose. Luckily she did not strain to hold it, her body taut and toned from relentless exercise, but when she had accomplished the posture, she pushed herself as he had said. It felt good to stretch out toward the sky, down toward the sand and sea; it felt like she belonged there, stretched and split between those realms. She wondered at the strange thought, laughing aloud at herself.

"Thanks," she said, glancing up to where his hand rested on her leg. "We've gotten some rough injuries in the hospital from things like this. Things even less challenging than this, to be honest."

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