 She could just keep running; speed up and get away. The pain in her ribs tells her that isn’t really an option so her mind switches to the next option; slow down. Saffron knows it’s unlikely whoever’s behind her is actually looking for her. After recent events there was only Ana left who kind of cared and she probably had a lot more on her plate that checking up on a teenager. If she slowed down they’d pass her by and she could continue her morning. What she didn’t want was for whoever it was to recognise her and start asking questions or saying things about her cousin. She couldn’t stand hearing people gossip or seeing them whisper and exchange glances in her presence. Not that many people in the palace knew of her particular connection just enough to make her uncomfortable.
Most people knew her as one of the trainees and she liked that, the anonymity. Deciding on a third option she began to slow down and reached out with her telepathy it was a simpler way to see if it was someone she wanted to avoid. It wasn’t a power she particularly liked using especially since joining up to train to be a guard. There were females amongst them but the majority still leaned to males and experience had taught her that she wanted to stay out of teenage boy’s minds. She hadn’t known it was another trainee behind her but just skimming the surface thoughts the experience doesn’t do much to change her mind. She’s heard worse and at least there’s nothing in there about stuff she doesn’t want to talk about. Still she can’t help but blush as she stops listening in, she shouldn’t have snooped in the first place. Invading privacy was wrong.
The blush isn’t quite gone by the time he draws level and she can’t bring herself to look at him. Not straight away instead she stares directly ahead suddenly awkward. It’s her own fault she shouldn’t have listened in. He says her name and her throat goes dry, damnit. “Yeah, I’m Saffron,” she swallows and finally glances at Dylan. The blush threatens to come back and her palms feel sweaty. “Your uh Dylan right? The Captain’s brother?” there were enough trainees that it wasn’t common for her to remember someone from a different squad but large white tiger familiars were more out of the ordinary. She’s at a sudden loss for what to say. Befriending people and making small talk had never been her strong suit. That was her brother’s talent he had a way for making people just like him. Saffron didn’t know how to do that, she’d always been happiest with her nose in a book. It had surprised everyone, everyone who was left, when she signed up for guard training. She never told anyone the reason, but she’d put her books aside and was trying.
If she could try at that she could try at this right? Whatever this was. “You do this run every morning or you just like the weather today?” she glanced his way again and this time managed a smile that gave way into a small frown, “don’t you have training later?”
SAFFRON
Stand Up and Fight! Stand Up and See The Sky Turn Bright
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