Empty

What is it with this inability I have to keep track of time? When I woke I could not tell if it had been a few ahn or a few days. Well aside from the fact there was not an hort of mold growing on the greasy remains in my bowl.

I could feel the emptiness around me. It was so much nothing I thought it would suffocate me. I was not sure why .. but I knew she was not here. Had not been here for a long time. It left me missing a whole lot. I had not realized how much of my insides had been packed full of her. It did not seem fair .. but then what in my life had been? What in the life of any Tuchuk was fair? I was not the first to lose someone. Was not the first someone I had lost. Still... seemed like more nothing than I had been forced to deal with in a long time .. perhaps ever.

Prying my eyes open .. coals had gone cold. I was debating whether or not I should spend the energy to get up and light it again when I small form shoved its way through the flaps of my wagon. It was the first indication to me that I had been gone a lot longer than I thought. No one .. shoves their way into my wagon especially little tiny someone's with steel around their necks. Good way to die. Where was Yaz anyway? Not only did the thing come in she drug a big bucket of steaming water behind her across the floor wrinkling up the thick furs that covered it. Not that I minded the view during this procedure. The only thing that would have improved it was a bigger bucket and a little more feminine grunting.

I had never seen her before .. thus her entering my wagon as if she could and live .. I assumed. She was slightly built .. she looked to be Turian. Long silk black hair slid over her shoulders like a delicate curtain. When she turned around and glanced to me I could see the shock of what she saw in her deep brown eyes. Very big eyes that seemed to take up most of her small face.

She was going to bathe me. Now there was a real invasion of my personal space. And yet .. for a few moments ... my wagon was much less

.... empty.