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[seekingmiracles]

Things have been tense. I really didn't expect anything else, to be honest. I stick around mostly because I feel obligated to, even though with every day this keeps going, I feel like there's less and less of a chance things will get better. I don't really know what else to do, anyway

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[sink_nor_swim]

After everything, it's hard to know just what to do. Mikal has been trying, she really has, but when all she can think about is the fact that she could be home, alive, really alive right now, it isn't exactly easy. It's running the risk of seeming too distant and she knows it, but right now there isn't any other option, and as far as she can see, Zia should get that. She doesn't blame him for not telling her, but he is the one who waited. He had to know that she would have trouble now.

Though she does go out, it isn't for very long. Her intention was just to get out a little, try to feel less closed in than she does in the hut, but she finds it feels a whole lot worse when she's outside, each step a reminder of how little room she really has here. When she heads back, she's tired, enough to want to flop down on the bed until she sees Zia there.

"Hey," she sighs, leaning back against the wall, hands clasped at her waist. "You haven't been waiting, have you?"

[seekingmiracles]

I wasn't expecting for her to be back so soon. It's not like it makes much difference though. I just try not to think about the fact it feels like she can't even approach me anymore.

"No, just hanging out," I reply, watching Eugene sit at the edge of the bed, whimpering for attention. It's mostly true. I haven't been expecting much lately. "I didn't really feel like taking a walk so I figured I'd just stick around."

[sink_nor_swim]

"Hey, girl," Mikal murmurs, stepping forward to scoop Eugene up in her arms and cradle her to her chest. Admittedly, there's a bizarre sort of comfort in it; she knows she's lucky to have a dog this small, and it's never seemed more convenient than it does now. When she's this uncertain, she'll take any sort of comfort she can get.

"So, haven't been up to anything, huh?" she asks gently, almost as a formality, as she looks back up at Zia. It's hard to really know what to say, with all that's going on, but she figures she has to start somewhere.

[seekingmiracles]

I feel like she's forcing herself to talk to me. It makes me uncomfortable, but I don't want to bring anything up to upset her even more. I should have told her to begin with, before things got serious. It's my own fault, I should have seen this coming.

"There's not much to do," I reply, trying to at least not look as uncomfortable as I am. I still don't know how to act around her, and I don't want her to force her to make any decision, so it makes it a little hard. "I might go take a walk later."