Namid could almost feel the short strike of frustration as Micah sighed and began signing. It wasn't that she didn't want to know, though part of her was afraid to begin sharing so much with someone. Not to mention the intimacy of the link, the simple idea of touch was enough to cause Namid fear. Her need to retreat had become her first instinct since finally fleeing her nightmare. Still to turn him down almost made her feel guilty. Inara though didn't seem be so worried about offending anyone. Her need to keep herself and Namid safe over shadowed the instincts that seemed to scream for her to give in for once.
Inara's jaw clenched as she took in what Micah was telling them. She wondered if what he had been through could give some insight …show more content…
She wasn't used to people looking at her as if she were an open book. It made her want to grab Namid and pull her back to some place safe, some place where no one could see their truth. Inara could care less what people thought of her for the most part. But she didn't want anyone to ever see Namid as she had once been. Namid though seemed to soften, her swirling emotion stifled back down to a manageable level as she took a deep breath. She wanted to cry, but she wasn't sure if it was for herself or for Micah.
As Micah finished Inara huffed and restrained the frustration building inside of her. She felt exposed, and chaschised all at the same time. "I didn't need to be preached to.' she sighed and ruffled her hair. Namid glared at Inara and elbowed her in the side, 'What, don't give me that...he...and..." she was about to just throw her hands up when Micah suddenly shifted.
Both girls stood there staring in disbelief, Inara wondered where Micah's gifts ended. How powerful was he really? Namid on the other hand stood in amazement at what she had just seen. She hesitantly knelt down, her legs tucked underneath her back side. The sound of her bell chiming as one hesitant hand reached out to the now small and fluffy Micah. Inara snorted and shook her head, "Cuteness will only get you so far mister." she sighed softly but seemed to relax her posture as Namid hesitantly went to touch
Inara's jaw clenched as she took in what Micah was telling them. She wondered if what he had been through could give some insight …show more content…
She wasn't used to people looking at her as if she were an open book. It made her want to grab Namid and pull her back to some place safe, some place where no one could see their truth. Inara could care less what people thought of her for the most part. But she didn't want anyone to ever see Namid as she had once been. Namid though seemed to soften, her swirling emotion stifled back down to a manageable level as she took a deep breath. She wanted to cry, but she wasn't sure if it was for herself or for Micah.
As Micah finished Inara huffed and restrained the frustration building inside of her. She felt exposed, and chaschised all at the same time. "I didn't need to be preached to.' she sighed and ruffled her hair. Namid glared at Inara and elbowed her in the side, 'What, don't give me that...he...and..." she was about to just throw her hands up when Micah suddenly shifted.
Both girls stood there staring in disbelief, Inara wondered where Micah's gifts ended. How powerful was he really? Namid on the other hand stood in amazement at what she had just seen. She hesitantly knelt down, her legs tucked underneath her back side. The sound of her bell chiming as one hesitant hand reached out to the now small and fluffy Micah. Inara snorted and shook her head, "Cuteness will only get you so far mister." she sighed softly but seemed to relax her posture as Namid hesitantly went to touch