~ SASHA ~
It had been such a battle not to respond to the woman's word. To give no reaction, to not allow Nick to see her stiffen, or her expression change.
She rubbed her face on the woman's hair again, then stepped back and clasped her hands together, as if she was happy—but in truth, it was to stop Nick from seeing her hands shake.
Nick suggested they all sit down, so as a group they moved around to the large, sectional couch. Sasha sat on the end, Nick standing behind her, leaning on the couch back, while all the others took various places alongside. Bayley sat where she could see Sasha clearly, and the others gathered around her.
Feeling Nick behind her shoulder gave Sasha an eerie feeling that soon turned to nausea. But she wanted to know these women, so she did her best to stay relaxed.
"If you don't mind," she said carefully, "I don't share your senses… can you tell me which clans you're from?"
