Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191023222228/@comment-5583506-20191026023417

Even when far away from the group, Kashya could hear Emile's outburst, disrupting her concentration.

Her meditation was important to her. It was not just a way to reflect on recent events and garner snippets of knowledge and experience that would help her out further down the line. It was also her way of coping.

When all of the world felt as if it came too close to her, shutting her in like walls on all sides, she just wanted to escape somewhere where she could not be reached. And what better way to escape the world than inside one's self?

Here she was safe. Her own mind was her safe haven, void of all emotion and motivation as it was. Lots of space to thrive and breathe in.

She could not remember from when she had started with this routine. It always came as natural to her nowadays, but she could not recall the instant in her childhood when she had begun, although she had a pretty good hunch.

When interrupted by the nobles' shouting match, she just tried again. Even irredeemable killers, like herself, needed a place where they could be at peace. Even those with no fate, like herself, needed a place where they could feel like they belonged.