It didn't feel awkward, on her end she didn't feel like she was over stepping boundaries or putting him out. She knew the lines that were drawn in the sand and she wasn't looking to cross them. Her love and devotion to and for him would never come into play this time. She wouldn't give into the hopelessness and downward spiral of thinking chances were blown. She would sit in the chair and eat. She would talk, drink and eat; something she had always done. But now there was ferocity to it, while remaining her composure rather than a barbarian. She was soft spoken, tried to be playful and light, joking with him. It was however, obvious that she wasn't herself.

She was tired, confused and run down. She was trying to internalize everything without having fully come to grips with it all. It wasn't a pity party for one and she wasn't looking for sympathy. Plenty of others over the last two weeks had suffered the same fate as her. She was not alone in this and yet she was feeling the run down effects. The comfort of being in a small space, of being with someone she had such deep rooted love for, it overwhelmed her. This is what home was supposed to feel like. After eating she went to his bed and laid down. She wouldn't let him sleep on the couch or in another room. He didn't have to touch her, she didn’t ask it of him, but she wanted to fall asleep to the presence of him on the same bed, next to her.

She didn't know how long she slept but he wasn't next to her when she woke up. She didn't mind at all. She grabbed a blanket and threw it over her shoulders and walked through the houseboat and out the door. The small deck had chairs but she opted to sit on the edge, one leg on the deck while the other bent and on the edge. Her arm wrapped around her pulled up knee under the blankets while her head rested on her knee.

She missed the ocean. Sure she could swim just like any other human who knew how to, but she couldn't swim like she knew she could. She missed being able to swim at fast speeds. She missed being at the bottom of the ocean, the sound of the world above drowned out. The scuffle and hustle and bustle forgotten. She was in another world under the water, she felt complete and whole there. She stared at the water, wondering if she would ever get that back. She gained another ability but she didn't know if they would fully come back, if they would get taken from her for good. She lost her abilities and her job, her lift felt out of control and she was at a loss for what to do. She knew her worries were nothing compared to others, but it was hard for her not to get lost in her head sometimes.