[She flinches at the familiar voice, hesitates to answer—Mithos. That's right, he'd needed her... He needs her because he's had a hard time lately; she couldn't just leave him to help himself, no matter what. Even if her head feels like it's about to burst. She clumsily crawls through the grass, keeping the voice on, letting the video remain black for now. She has to compose herself, try to clear her eyes and throat.]
Mithos, I—
[No, still too panicked, like she's trying to breathe needily between words.]
I'm sorry, I just—I think I was just confused. I'm alright, I was just... [She drops her head into her hand, fingers curled in her hair. Another quiet, composing breath.] confused.
[voice - private]
Mithos, I—
[No, still too panicked, like she's trying to breathe needily between words.]
I'm sorry, I just—I think I was just confused. I'm alright, I was just... [She drops her head into her hand, fingers curled in her hair. Another quiet, composing breath.] confused.