Thread:WendigoLamet/@comment-34928186-20190506221605/@comment-33968890-20190517022400

Aten looked firmly at the man. "No. No rituals." he knew she wouldn't want it and he was going to stick to it and make sure she was respected. He believed in what she believed if for no other reason then seeing her believe in it. Aten nodded as he heard about the niece and the removing of the dead body part. "Thank-you."

Nymphaea was still panicked and delirious she was scared he could tell. She was in pain but the medicine was keeping her awake. She was still in torment from the man her head lulled to one side she let out quiet murmurs of pleads.

Aten moved over to her he knelt down beside her his heart heavy. He spoke in a different language from where he was original before being yanked from his home. He taught it to Nymphaea. He meant his words and wept over his failure. Something in her clamed his head bowed on the bed beside her as tears slide down his cheeks.