Sasha felt herself blush, but she wasn’t sure why. These people were strange, and they had strange names. She wasn’t used to any of this. Maybe it was nervousness, or perhaps embarrassment at the unfamiliarity of it all. Her smile faded, replaced by sudden tears as she thought of what she’d left behind when she died. She hadn’t even gotten to say goodbye. And she’d never told Safren… never told him she loved him.
She looked sharply away. Get yourself together, Sasha. Chasms, you’re a disaster.
“Do you guys travel a lot?” She asked, blinking the wetness out of her eyes.