Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140112004028/@comment-3293219-20140112184145

Manja sighed and sat back down again, she was barely coping right now and everyone throwing their problems at her wasn't helping.

She sighed again when she heard a knock at the door, looking up.

"You don't need to knock..."

Sinir poked his head in, looking nervous.

"Are you okay? You look kind of... down."

"I'll cope..." She replied, moving along so that Sinir could sit next to her.

"That doesn't sound like you are okay, is it because of your friend?" He asked, being the first person to ask.

"Yeah, he's... he's a little more than my friend."

"Oh... you two are-?"

Manja looked up at him with frown, "No, I've just known him for a long time!" She snapped at the khajit, instantly regretting it.

"Sorry, I've not been here for long! I don't even know your name or anything about you!"

"I'm Manja..."

"Sinir..."

This felt awkward, they hadn't had time to introduce themselves, prompting Manja to wonder... why was he here? He had no reason to trust her, she got his friends killed and only saved him out of guilt, not, because she especially wanted to. She wouldn't ask now, it would spoil the moment...

"Your friend was awake when I last saw him." He informed her, just remembering himself.

"Oh? When?"

"Not long ago, there was a loud bang and-"

Manja didn't listen to the rest, she got up and went to see the breton, taking Sinir by the wrist.