Kaija McArthur
Pyra
Back off, I'll take you on Headstrong to take on anyone
Kaija glared at Bobby as he continued to speak. He spoke as if need and want were two different things. She didn't want to talk to anyone so she wasn't going to need to either. Even if she did need to talk, the point was she didn't want to and she was determined not to.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever," she muttered as she watched him walk down the hall to his room. She wondered why he told her what he was going to do and that he was doing okay. But she shrugged it off. She wasn't exactly the social kind and she didn't understand all the etiquetes and manners that came with chatting or talking in general.
She shut the door after watching him disappear into his room down the hall and turned back to her bed and Dea.
"You look tired," Kaija said as she picked up an apple from her lunch tray. She wasn't a big fan of apples of any kind. She handed it to Dea.
"Maybe this will help," she asked.
She wasn't exactly sure what malnourished was, but it sounded like it was just about as complicated as having been starved for a while. Something that Kaija needed to work on with herself...eating more than she normally did which was maybe once or twice a week. Maybe.
