LETHA
Letha does not even bat an eye as the woman begins to strip. There is some part of her that wanted to look away, but Raza's apparent lack of a need for privacy made Letha think it did not matter. She let her hands fall down to touch her own skirt, gently curious about the different in clothing between the two of them. If the others in this place were dressed closer to Raza than Letha, she would surely stick out like a sore thumb among them.
It felt fine to be alone, anyway, and so she felt no need to venture towards a large mass of people.
"Just whatever our people needed." She decided that was a better answer than the truth: I don't remember what I did. Only my family. She took a step towards Raza and the ocean, until her bare feet almost touched the water. Her eyebrows came together and her jaw hardened some. She looked at the water, then back up to the woman. "I'm not sure if I can." She admitted the truth, then, knowing that the water before them posed a danger. She had a high enough self preservation instinct to know to admit her own defeat that to lie to this woman and step into the dark water.
You can't choose what stays and what fades away
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