That dark look clouding into her eyes again and she shrugged. It seems to be a patterned with her. Whenever he needed some type of information it be best if he didn’t ask her. “You was dying … I saved you” Monotonous voice and soulless eyes. “Thanks I think”. Gulping the rest of the liquid he sighed fortunately, it was one of the best meals he had in years.
“Isis”. Looking at her in confusion and it made her sigh. Waving him away from what he just realized a small blanket with a jewel designed she grabbed it from under him. Folding the item and shoving it into her bag she turned back to him. “Isis”. “What is that, an Isis?” He asked as he struggled to stand up and groaned. Weight on his foot was the worst idea he had come up with.
Wobbling forward she grabbed him and handed him a thick stick from the ground to use. Still leaning on her she said it once more to his face. “Isis is my name”. He smiled and she slowly began to smile. It was wiped from her face and the emotionless face was masked on his face. “Its beautiful … Isis” He stressed her name out.
Pointing to her right and closed her eyes to show him she wasn’t going to play any games. “That Lyulf we need to get there to keep going, I am going to Melcher and I think it’s best if I go alone. “Not going to happen and you know it” Ramon retorted. “We in this together Isis till the end” He continued and she was baffled at his attitude.
Limping past her he began their new journey.
