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She sighed. “There is nothing to fix. It is a memory that is there when I sleep and again when I wake up. The hardest thing in this life was taking that first breath, not knowing if water and mud would rush in and if the world around me was an illusion.” Lyra sighed again. “It was so hard.”
Mahel cupped her cheek. “I am sorry. It is amazing that you survived your death. I will never play like that in the water again.”
“Also, avoid mudholes. They might set me off, too. And stop smacking my ass!” She punched him, and he grunted.
He chuckled. “But you enjoy it on a basic level.”
“Just because my body responds doesn’t mean my brain likes it. If I ever request it specifically, feel free, but until then... No.” She looked over at Kresso. “No to you, too.”
He shrugged. “There are many other things that we can do, but I appreciate the clarification.”
She nodded and leaned against Mahel. “I do like clarity.”
She yawned and curled against him before she let a nap overtake her.
She was curled up in something soft and fluffy. Lyra stretched and wiggled her toes before sitting up. “Whoa.” She was in a nest. A soft, fluffy nest made of silky fabrics and something that felt like fur. There was a border that fitted the curve of her back and was spongy but solid. She could push on it, and it bounced back.
She grabbed a loose throw and wrapped it around her, rolling and giggling. It felt so nice on her skin, and a tension in her chest that she didn’t even realize she had been carrying loosened. She sighed and cuddled up in the different layers with one eye available for peeping at the doorway.
When she saw movement, she snuggled into the wall of the nest and looked through her tiny spy hole. Kresso looked at her and snorted. “You like the nest.”
She stated, “Yes. It’s comfortable.”
He stood there and then asked, “May I come in?”
She nodded, and he stepped into the nest space, lay down, and settled against her.
He wrapped his arms around all of her layers, and she laughed. “Too warm!”
Kresso leaned back and peeled off the layers she had wrapped herself in. When he had reached her, he pulled her to him and wrapped himself around her.
She chuckled. “Still warm.”
“Suffer,” he ordered.
She laughed. “So, things are moving along pretty quickly?”
“Yes. It is remarkable. It is almost as if something or someone designed you to start replacing omegas.”
She snorted. “You have seen my physiological makeup. I think that is what happened exactly. Why they needed my consciousness to run it is anyone’s guess.”
“You don’t feel connected to your body?” He caressed her slowly.
“Nope. I am just watching the show. The closest to direct feeling was when I thought I was going to drown... again. That connected me to my body fairly quickly.”
“What about the smack to your butt?”
“That caused a different response that I am not comfortable with. Not yet. When I want it, I will ask for it.” She looked at him seriously.
“How old were you in your other life?”
She blushed. “I don’t want to say.”
He laughed. “Older that Himyana?”
She grimaced. “Older than her mother, probably Imko’s, too.”
Kresso laughed. “That explains that no-nonsense look in your gaze. Well, the soul is experienced, but the body is learning.”
