MELITA
A warm, encouraging smile followed, staff resting across her shoulder, a hum under her breath, muscles honed and content after the reel of movements. She stretched her arms once more, grateful for the undulation, listening to Quanil speak. “You’re welcome,” was on a bright sunbeam of a smile; she’d been more than happy to explain her techniques, technicalities, and help someone else in their abilities. As for being a good teacher, the honeybee youth was certain there was probably another far more capable – but she held the smile all the same. “Let me know if you ever want to do it again!”You're all gonna watch me
Disappear into the sun
Disappear into the sun
