Imagine Between Sharise and Arkayna
Both Arkayna and Sharise knew that the quest could have gone better. They got separated from the others, Sharise was nearly swept away by a strong current, and a fight with some strange creatures left Arkayna with an injured wrist.
"I hope the others are doing better than we are," Sharise said as she wrapped Arkayna's arm. She sighed. "Or that they were here. Em's better at first-aid than me."
"They better not be having a worse time," Arkayna says. "I'd hate to think what a worse time would be like."
Sharise finished taking care of Arkayna and sat down beside her. "You know, being a Mysticon is fun sometimes, but also hard."
"Yeah," Arkayna said. There was a pause. "Are you scared?"
Sharise looked away. "A little. What about you?"
"Terrified," Arkayna said.
"Does it ever get easier?" Sharise asked.
"A little," Arkayna said. "But I think being a Mysticon will always be a bit scary. I think that's a good thing, though."
"What do you mean?" Sharise asked, looking at Arkayna.
"If I stopped being scared, that means I forgot what at's stake," Arkayna said. "And I don't want to take Gemina and the team's safety for granted."
"I guess that makes sense," Sharise said. "So what do we do?"
Arkayna stood up. "We keep going."