No one approaches her. Eventually Findekáno asks all okay?

Not really.

He comes over. Hug?

Yes, exactly. She clings tight.

Going to sleep here tonight?

She leans her head against him and then looks sadly at the nearest group of Eldar. Maybe.

What's wrong?

They're not wrong to be nervous of me, but that doesn't mean it doesn't hurt - I knew I wasn't ready for this. Her eyes are wet with tears.

They're not nervous, they're trying to respect your space. When there are as many people as there are in our host you can't all rush someone new.

She takes a ragged breath and buries her face against him again.

He hugs her and sighs.

When I can tell myself stuff like that and believe it and not freak out if I'm a little bit wrong I'll be ready to deal with this. 'M not, yet.

Okay. Spending the night here? I'm not going to sleep but I'd be happy to find you someone who is who you can cuddle with.

Dunno.

Kinda want to go talk to Maitimo.

Okay. 

She hugs him. Thank you for trying. I wish this was easier, all of it.

I'm sorry it's been so hard on you.

Yeah. She takes another deep breath, this one only somewhat steadier. I'm goona go.

Okay. Later.

Mmhmm. She hugs him one more time, and then goes.

The fire in the cave has burned low, dim enough that the lights from the wall decorations and Maitimo's sunset-viewing portal are the primary ones in the space, and the cave's natural chill has started to reassert itself, though not yet to the point of being uncomfortable. She swears, startled, and sets about rebuilding it.

He looks relieved to see her.

She doesn't say anything while she works, and when she's done, she settles on the cave floor, facing him, wide-eyed. Didn't mean to do that - are you okay? I - she swears, again.

It's okay, don't worry about it.

It's really not! She swears again and then sighs. I'm sorry. That's I guess what it looks like when I run out of ability to cope with stuff, now. I wasn't expecting to or I'd've been more careful.

I was expecting you to and could have been more careful.