[IC] Swords Beneath the Starlight

For a woman who is supposed to never be lonely, Mazelina found those first moments with Captain Brenden that all the same. Never letting it show, she did her best to keep a smile on her face, offering words of tranquility and wisdom for all around her. The more people arrived, the less she could embrace and fall into those feelings. There were people here, people that needed her, perhaps people everywhere that needed help like hers.

The dirt crunches underfoot as she slows her steps, coming to a stop and dropping her pack. Her shoulders ache, and she rubs at them as she casts a glance back at her companions. The corners of her lips upturn as she does so, her smile returning, and her eyes wide and bright

"How is everyone feeling?" It's an important question, one she always asked at the end of a day. "Let's all respond to the check-in with words and not just grunts, please!"