Three weeks.

"Obi!"

Why had he ignored her for three weeks? Had she done something? Was something going on with him that she didn't know about?

"Obi…"

She stumbled, and let herself fall to the ground. She looked up into the trees, hoping for a glimpse of him, but he made no sign to show he was there. Why, then, did she feel him near?

"Obi, please, talk to me," she said, her voice giving out. More than a few tears streamed down her face. She was sure she looked pitiful, sitting in a heap, crying and gasping for air. But even if he didn't come out to see her, he would know she had tried to find him. Maybe that would be enough for him.