Allyson's Knight
The events of the past few days had been overwhelming. Following their time together on Ryloth Allyson very shortly after had left, leaving the redhead behind with more questions than she knew what to do with and with a good deal of anger directed at her lover.
Luckily for Allyson, the events on Coruscant had served to temper the anger of the woman but she had no fewer questions, once the situation on Coruscant had been made clear she had pushed her concerns to the back of her mind and simply focused on saving as many Jedi as she could from the Maw, chief among those had been Allyson.
The trip back had been eerily quiet, neither was ready to have the conversation both were expecting but neither wanted to have that discussion around others. Save for the occasional glance to see what Allyson was doing, they had both given one another space on the return trip.
Now however Taiia sat on the sofa in her home. Her legs tucked up gently beneath her. She had a distant look to her as her mind raced to find answers. The evening sun was setting the fading light seemed to echo her mood. Why had Allyson left, what did she do that drove her away? She wanted answers, but she wondered how much the brunette would be willing to share, perhaps it was her questioning, to begin with, that drove her from her side.
All she had wanted was to bring her home, but now that she was here she didn't even know where to begin, she glanced to the bedroom where Allyson had gone to clean up a bit and no doubt collect her thoughts as well.