All For You

Ever since they came to live in Fenmyre she felt like she had been able to relax a bit more. She hadn't realized just how much she relied on others until she had moved away from Abaven and all of needs had fallen on Balthier. At first that hadn't been a problem for her other than the slight guilt and feeling like she was a burden on him, but he had never complained or made any sign that he minded caring for her so she had let it go and settled into this status quo with her brother. However, after the night that they fought and she was left feeling helpless without him she felt a bit like she had been walking on eggshells making sure that she wouldn't upset him again. Her biggest fear became loosing him and not having a way to feed or defend herself, left alone in the world with nowhere else to turn. Now that they were living in the pack she felt like if something did happen she'd at least have a home and could eat from the stores they had here if she had to. Figuring out what she could do to contribute back to the pack was taking her some time, but every day that she spent exploring the island helped her get a little stronger and a little more comfortable here.

She walked back into the bungalow she shared with Balthier after a lap around the middle portion of the island and found Balthier laying on the furs that covered a portion of the floor. Her legs still ached when she was on her feet for any real length of time, but at least now she didn't feel winded or weak. Her muscles had been pretty much nonexistent and the lingering effects of her illness plagued her for so long, but here in this more tropical climate with the freedom to roam and slowly build up some stamina at her own pace she was doing well. Azzurra walked over to where her brother was laying and settled down onto the furs beside him with a bit of space between them, giving a sigh as she laid down and got the weight off of her legs. She had begun to slowly lessen how much affection she gave her brother—not because she didn't love him and not because she didn't enjoy what they did, but it just felt like each time it built more tension that Balthier would never explain so it felt easier to simply not do it or at least not do it as often. "How was your patrol?" she asked conversationally as she stretched out on the fur, flexing her toes out in front of her.

"Azzurra & Balthier"