It was a childish fear. In this form, she looked nothing more than a small, redheaded girl, hair messily tied into a long, bristling ponytail. There was no way to hide the unnatural golden hue of her eyes, however, or the glowing marks beneath them. Newt had bought her a mask a while back--a simple, featureless thing with eye and mouthholes--which she wore now.Though she threw it against the wall and shouted that she would never stoop to hiding her face, she gave in once the contract had been drawn.
Ah... maybe the contract was why she was here too. She hadn't felt too well once she let Senka go. Dizzy spells and sharp pains in her legs struck her without warning, making travel difficult for them. It became apparent that they'd have to find a doctor.
"--my lady."
The lizard was back. Newt, as polite and sickening as ever, held out his hand to her.
"Please let me--" he began, but Althea was already pushing herself up.
"I don't need your help," she said, even as she swayed. Newt didn't deign to respond. Good. She didn't need to hear his voice more than she needed to. "What did you get?"
"My lady. In the condition you're in, I figured that it'd be best to seek a doctor."
"I'm fine!" Althea winced as she stepped out into the harsh sunlight, shaking her head, swaying. "Can't waste... any time..."
"... you're bound to crash into someone like that."
"Let me walk by myself, lizard."
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