thatsthespirit | [PERCY]

[Milla had spent most of Monday thinking about the things she had learned during the meeting with Percy, Noctis, Harry, Jason and Natalie. she debates heavily on whether she should even try to catch Percy on his own on Tuesday morning. but. . . well]

[someone else in this game had told her that trusting others would require a leap of faith. maybe it's time she make one]

[she catches Percy while he's seated on the porch of the hotel, long after everyone has left. she silently sits down next to him, folding her hands into her lap as she does so]

Good morning, Percy.

[a simple, typical greeting]

Did you sleep well last night?

[the body is weak, but the spirit willing. Milla had heard of this phrase before, and had even experienced the limits of the human body when her legs stopped working back home. but it was only now, while she waits for cracked ribs and lacerated arms to heal, that she feels like she truly understands the meaning]

[Milla spent most of Tuesday in her room, which was expressly against everything she actually wanted to be doing at the moment. she felt like there was still so much work waiting for her-- buildings to be broken into, questions to be asked of the Sheriff, letters to be written, people to conspire with around town-- but she also knew that she wouldn't be able to do any of it if she let herself fall apart. and so she finally heeded the advice of so many others and took a well-deserved break]

[it's only that evening that she wanders from the room she formerly shared with Yuna to the kitchen, in order to scrounge up a quick meal for herself. by the time Percy enters for his juice, she's sitting at the table with several half sandwiches piled on her plate]

[she sits up and offers her ally a smile]

Good evening, Percy. I haven't seen you all day.

week 4, tuesday, mid-morning

week 6, tuesday night