@forwrath sent: [ swipe ] sender notices a smudge of something on receiver's face and gently wipes it off.
the world was a much different place than how she last remembered it. perhaps she should be grateful of this. the people who wished her harm were likely dead, and with it, safety in an unfamiliar world. the person who'd rescued her, if it could even be called that, seemed strong. powerful. surely, she must be if she were able to pull her from a crypt and bring her back into the world.
the only light provided in the dim night is from lanterns, hand-lit by the looks of them, hanging high in the air. “ where are we? ” she asks, pulling the hood of her cloak down as she looks around them. her ears roar. she's starving. as she turns to look back at valencia, she flinches as she sees her hand come at her face — thankfully, she's gentle. she stands as still as a statue as her thumb brushes across her cheek, and lilith's eyes flash down to her hand as she pulls it back. there must be dirt all over her face. “ thank you. ” she says, clearing her throat as she starts to walk again, following behind the other woman. “ i suppose we couldn't find somewhere so i may clean myself up? ”
