Hello (Soren)

This was awful. Hani didn't know what to do. All her thoughts were eerily quiet. The moments built up and so did the shame. Hani felt her head was going to burst from the amount of blood in it. If she turned and ran, would the brute follow, or just let her go? What if they met again? No matter what, Hani's options seemed limited. Hani shifted and the snow crunched under her paws, her mind spinning to find things to break the awkwardness. The only thing that could come to her mind were questions. She hated to pry, knowing he would expect answers to be returned, but she really didn't have another choice.

"So, Soren, uh, where are you from? If you're not a healer, you have to have another duty, right?"


"Speech"
'thoughts'