there's nothing more for me

It took a while, but Rava gradually shifted to cling to Saia as well. Long ears erect, the ash and slate woman looked down towards the smaller fae. She held her until the build up of emotion had been expelled and she would continue to hold her after. It wasn't until Rava brought her silver eyes up to meet aqua pools that Saia loosened her grip. She held the woman's gaze and would do so until the moment passed.

Rava spoke, first calling her strong, then asking why she was helping her. The veiled woman furrowed her brow slightly. "I heard you whimper and thought initially that you were a child because of your size. Then I saw your face. The terror..." Giving her head a light shake sent silken fabric hissing slightly. "I remembered how I felt when my father gave me to the enemy. You reminded me of myself." She had been frightened, confused, enraged and a whole other plethora of emotions when her father chose his kingdom over his daughter. The last time that she saw him, he had been staring after her while her mother stood silently beside him, tears flowing down her face. He had simply stared while the Raiman prince drug her from the palace. So yes... she understood some of what Rava was feeling.

Reaching up, Saia unclasped the veil from one side of her face, allowing the fabric to slide to the side so that she could look Rava fully in the face without the barrier. The corners of her charcoal lined eyes were upturned as she searched the smaller woman's starlit face. "I'm strong because I have to be. No one is going to protect me, so I must protect myself. Just as you must protect yourself." She gave her delicate skull a gentle shake. "I'll do what I can for you, but even I won't be able to always be there." She hoped that Rava understood what she was saying. Saia would do everything to aid the new captive, but she, too, was naught but a slave.