To Take Back Our Lives

There was no hesitance in her sisters response, and Calixta felt beyond relieved at that. There had been a part of her that worried that Praxis had only come out of a sense of obligation, she had always been the more rational of the two, and her decision to leave had been sudden and drastic, and not at all something that she had expected the healer to follow along with. "Good. I don’t know what I’d do if you hadn’t come with me." She smiled, moving to gently bump her shoulder into the other woman’s, falling quiet once more to listen to the rest of what she had to say.

Her sister's comment of not knowing what to do with herself still rang true. Even though they had each other to hold onto, there was still so much that they had left behind, so much was still unknown. "It feels so odd to not have a place… I’m glad we aren’t where we were, but… I don’t know what to do with me either." She turned her head to meet her sister's gaze. What exactly were they supposed to do now? "It’s weird not having a job to do, no real purpose to anything aside from taking care of ourselves."

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