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The momentary silence after Kalliope completed her story had her looking away once more, unsure if she'd made a mistake in doing so. The air was cool and salty, the sound of waves lapping against the wooden hull of the ship filling the silence. It had felt so good to finally speak of Izahn, though, and that she wouldn't regret no matter what. She truly hadn't given herself much time to process what had happened, simply shoving those feeling deep down inside of her to deal with at a later time. Or to let it build up so much she just lost control and did something stupid. That was truly the more likely of the two.


Sjan-dehk's voice brought her back around to reality and she found herself glancing back at him, mind grasping onto every word he said. To hear someone speak of him in such a way tugged at her heartstrings and it took everything in her to fight back that lump that was forming in her throat. She knew that Izahn considered her his daughter, it was something that warmed her heart, but until now she really only thought about him as a father figure not her father. Yes, this was something that seemed so simple yet she'd been so blind to.


[color=#8D3B72]"It's more comfort than I think you realize, truly."[/color] She said softly, a sad yet genuine smile crossing her lips. The emerging stars above shone like diamonds in the night sky, and the sea breeze was gentle against her skin. There was still a small part of her, however, that shamed her. She didn't deserve the love and sacrifice Izahn had made for her. She wasn't a good person, she knew this well and she'd accepted that. So to have someone die for her like that, at the back of her mind she felt like it was a waste.


She didn't know when she had looked up to the sky, staring at the stars, but there she was. Sjan-dehk mentioned her maybe joining them when they returned to Jafi and her head quickly whipped in his direction. [color=#8D3B72]"I...that's a generous offer, Sjan-dehk, thank you. If I'm somehow free by then I may just take you up on that."[/color] The scent of saltwater and freshly cut wood mingled together, and the creaking of the ship's rigging filled the night air. There was a sparkle in her eyes as she thought about that prospect. [color=#8D3B72][i]Don't get your hopes up, Kali. The only way you may ever be free is after you're dead.[/i][/color] She thought to herself, but she didn't let her dark thoughts show upon her face.


He gestured to the Sudah now and she glanced over her shoulder towards it. The sound of laughter and music drifted from the shore, mixing with the gentle lapping of the waves against the hull. She let his words sink in for a short moment, a nervousness gripping her as she thought about his offer. She knew a part of her hadn't mourned Izahn because she knew then it would be almost final and real. The reality that she lost yet another dear person in her life may finally sink in and she may not be able to contain her emotions anymore, but was there any better way to honor the man that had done more for her in five years than the man who raised her?


[color=#8D3B72]"If you wouldn't mind, I would greatly appreciate joining you for that. Is there anything I should know before going? Is it anything like Caesonia's mourning where you're expected to wear a specific color or anything? Am I going to offend anyone by being there?"[/color] The sound of the harbor bells chiming in the distance filled the night air, and the occasional creaking of the ship’s ropes seemed to add to the ambiance of the moment. She knew she was likely asking silly questions, but she wanted to honor their customs.[/color]