Sila

i can feel the thunder that’s breaking in your heart

It was all too easy to become lost in the joy that was being with Samus; she wants nothing more than to giggle and whisper sweet words but she knows she must remained focused. After all, she was close to making some big decisions and she needed to make them soon; she'd need to speak to Panik and Baird too, her nephews and neices, even those such as Kalseru and her family. The size of the decision felt overwhelming but with Samus beside her, she felt more than capable of tackling it. Sila was born with a tender heart but Samus gave it strength. Together, she had to wonder if there would ever be anything that could stop them.

So she cannot help but giggle at the jovial nature of Samus' words when she had spent so long trying so hard to make her own serious; Samus could see through anything, she thought because despite all her nervousness, she truly felt excitement at the prospect of exploring the world beyond their mountain home. There were simply too many things she needed to experience and even more that she wanted to experience with Samus beside her; her mother was right in that she hadn't been living for herself but now...ah, now it was easier. She would live for herself and that meant all the pieces of her - Samus included. Some time ago, Samus had slipped in under Sila's skin and now, she wasn't sure she ever wanted to know what it was like to be alone. It was love. Her mother was right. The thought made Sila blush and giggle even more, looking away as she often did.

"I never thought I'd find a love so good." She was nervous to admit it but it felt good to do so - she laughs at herself for having waited so long to say it but she fast settled into simply looking at Samus. "I think we could do great things out there, Samus. Together, I don't think there'd be anything we couldn't do. Can you imagine? A new sky every night; new faces, new names, new everything all the time. But familiarity too. You and I, those we call our family - we could make something amazing." She was ecstatic as she spoke, a turnaround from her prior seriousness as she rose and dropped into a playful bow; she was all teeth, all smiles. "And maybe you'd let me call you...my..." but she cuts herself off with a sudden gasp of shock, as if surprised she was even going to go so far so soon. She doesn't want to ruin it, after all. She doesn't want to impose and chase off the best thing that had happened to her.