[i]Reia has began to storm off when she heard Isara's voice demean her again, and suddenly she was being turned around. Isara's grip was firm around Reia's thin arm, and she braced herself as she saw Isara's hand coming down toward her face. Reia closed her eyes and then she was pushed to the ground and out of the way of Isara's oncoming assault. Welkins had shoved her out of the way, and took the hit instead. She could hear Isara's hand connecting with the flesh of his cheek, and when she opened her eyes, she saw his eye piece fly off and onto the ground, smashing. 

Isara gasped and began to plead and apologize immediately to Welkins. But he wasn't having any of it. He told her to leave more than once, and by the second time Reia could tell that Isara was kind of afraid of his voice. She disappeared and Reia looked to Welkins, the humiliation she felt just moments before intensifying, but she wanted to make sure that he was okay. She got up and brushed her leggings off before moving to his side. He was looking at the ground, and apologized for ruining her day. He then asked her to help him back to his house. She simply nodded and slid her hand into his to help guide him. Her adrenaline was still pumping and she really didn't understand Isara's reaction. Welkins had said to Isara that they were friends and nothing more, but she figured maybe Isara thought otherwise. 

Finally they made it to Welkins windmill home and she pushed the door open for him, letting him go inside first. [color=f6989d]"Okay, we made it,"[/color] was all she managed to say.[/i]