Ibani hasn't been the recipient of much compassion or intimacy in her life, which might explain why it feels strange to her.
"Thank you," she says, smiling softly. She lies back, fidgeting a little to get comfortable and offers Ben her hand again.
She closes her eyes for a moment, inhales, takes down all of her mental shields, her defenses, surrenders to being present in her body and aware of the aches, pains, fatigue poisons, and other unpleasantness that keeping a human body awake for three days brings.
When she opens her eyes and exhales there is a vulnerability there, a bone deep weariness. "You can stay if you like, after, although I'm afraid I'm not likely to be interesting company," she teases, her voice quiet and gentle.
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"Thank you," she says, smiling softly. She lies back, fidgeting a little to get comfortable and offers Ben her hand again.
She closes her eyes for a moment, inhales, takes down all of her mental shields, her defenses, surrenders to being present in her body and aware of the aches, pains, fatigue poisons, and other unpleasantness that keeping a human body awake for three days brings.
When she opens her eyes and exhales there is a vulnerability there, a bone deep weariness. "You can stay if you like, after, although I'm afraid I'm not likely to be interesting company," she teases, her voice quiet and gentle.