She stared up at the woman. A glare on her face. Oh how she wanted to crawl into her arms? But she had come so far... whoever that man had been, he had helped her escape. Had it not been a sign? She could barely grasp her thoughts... they went back and forth on any matter with nothing to show for.
Eventually, the glare softened and then the tears came. Sobs were their companion. She kept them contained as much as she could, not wanting to show any weakness. But they both knew how pathetic she was. How weak and undeserving...