Then there was the voice speaking out, Jrastra's voice, going on in a tongue he didn't understand. Something about her tone and how she spoke was calming to his ears, completely contradicting the first impression he had received from her earlier. How he came to feel so comforted right now, he couldn't tell. Deep in his heart though, there was an echo, a cry calling something out to him though he didn't know what. He only knew the warmth encompassing his body.
A gentle hand graced his face, stroking the stubble sprouting from his cheeks. Before he had realized anything, he was on his back, with a body crawling on top of him. A familiar scent filled his senses as someone's silky hair hung over his face and laid her body over his.
After Jrastra's voice spoke out again, another hesitant hand
