Chapter 18

May POV

Well, Psyche seems to be doing better. She's been up on the deck more often. She tried to apologize, but we said it wasn't her fault. She's really useful on a ship, as it turns out. She told us where the currents were, and we made more progress every day. She seems a little happier, and I've heard her in her room saying "Maybe. Maybe it's possible. I'm not the weak link." Which makes me feel better for her. I've also heard a lot of music just coming from her room, which raises some questions on her music taste. But if I hear that scat singing of "It Ain't Me" one more time, it's going to seriously change my preference to that song. Then, there's "I'm Sippin' Tea In Yo Hood" where I have never heard anyone say tea that angrily.

I had just gotten back from patrol, when we found that she was just staring into the sea, with an air of longing around her. I approached her slowly.

"You good?" I asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine," she answered. "well, no, not really, but I'm doing better than I was…" with a wistful look in her eyes.

"I just wish we could go back to the way things were before. Just us, no monsters trying to kill us. No crazy prophecy about some guy no one has seen in like a hundred thousand years."

"We all do. But hey. At least we still have each other," I replied. "you're my best friend. That's never going to change. You know too much about me."

She laughed at that joke. "yeah…"

"now, let's go back to this thing…" I said.

We hugged, and watched the sea together. It was a very calming experience, which is probably why she was doing it.

"Have you noticed that we haven't been hanging out as much lately?" I asked.

"I mean, the world is in a weird place right now." She replied.

"Well, we can still hang out, right? Just the two of us." I responded.

"Uh…sure. Let's do it. Let the reconciliation begin!" she shouted.

It was then when everyone else looked over at us.

"It's fine, guys." I told them.

We decided to go do something when our schedules were both free.

A time to vent about our frustrations was what we both needed.

But before we did that, we had probably the longest hug that we ever had…

"we're gonna get through this," I whispered.

"…I know…"