Fate's Game | Lo'ak Sully

Part 28 - The Storm

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Not a word was spoken for the time being. The weather had worsened; The rain battering the already shaken roof, wind somehow stronger as well as thunder with shocks of lightning every so often. Luckily for the two the them, the wind was blowing away from the hut's entrance, meaning they were blocked from it at least.

They were no longer cold, finding the floor much more comfortable than it was before. Lo'ak was resting his head against the wall behind him, closing his eyes as his breathing steadied, his arm still draped around Fay'tari's shoulder.

He hadn't expected a sudden weight on his own shoulder, but then again neither did Fay'tari expect nor mind doing it. Her head fell onto him, catching him by surprise however regaining his calm soon after. She shut her eyes as she did so, adjusting her head so that it was comfortable there, Lo'ak observing her movements.

All of a sudden, neither of their breathing patterns were so steady anymore.

Feeling an overwhelming need to not ruin the moment but at the same time wanting to tell her something, Lo'ak thought he had to get his words out before he missed his chance to. He took his head from the wall, clearing his throat before speaking.

"Sorry I sabotaged you today." He apologised sincerely, peeking down without moving too much, though he wasn't able to see her whole face. He saw her ears twitch as he spoke, obviously listening to what he'd said.

She waited a while before replying with a similar statement. "Sorry you didn't get to finish the clam-ball tournament." She half-joked, though she was aware she wasn't the one who'd started the fight.

This was the first time either of them had ever said that word to one another; "Sorry".
It didn't feel nearly as weird as they thought it would, having dreaded it for a while.

Knowing this was a rare occurrence, Lo'ak took every opportunity.

"Sorry I yelled at you." He spoke in a quietened tone, showing her he meant it. He leaned down further, speaking closer to the girl's ears to that he'd sound louder. He didn't know how to go about asking her why she'd reacted the way she did when he had yelled at her, but he decided that if she wanted to tell him, she would.

He felt her readjust slightly beside him, understanding that his apology had only made her think back to what he'd said to her.

"...It's okay." She barely breathed out, pushing herself closer to him whilst bringing her knees up to her chest. As she did so, the cloth almost fell down but luckily the boy had noticed in time to catch it and re-wrap Fay'tari in it. He tucked the edge of the cloth in tighter, making sure it wouldn't fall again. She used her arms to hug her legs, letting a deep breath out once she'd gotten comfortable, all the while with her eyes still closed.

"You looked happy this morning, with the tulkun." She spoke softly, a slight croak in her voice as she was growing tired.

"I did?" Lo'ak questioned quickly, unaware she'd seen him at all.

She let out a weak laugh, adding on. "I thought there was something wrong with you at first, I've never seen you smile that way." Her mouth curled into a small smile, remembering her initial reaction to seeing him that morning.

He could hear the smile forming as she spoke, not being able to hold his back all the same.

But before he thought, he said something out of turn.