by EchoOfShatteredIce » Mon Feb 18, 2019 9:23 am
"I'm Mikah," he told her, getting a bottle of water for her while she changed. He handed it to her, neatly folding her discarded top and setting it down on the table. "I'm sorry about your shirt. Oil doesn't come off clothing." He sounded sincere, and his gaze was friendly as he looked at her.