Word Count → 391 :: OOC here!
Sophie beamed proudly as X'yrin commented on her change, nodding eagerly. "Trig changed 'bout two months ago, and he explained to us we could, but not how." Sophie scratched her head awkwardly, and looked at her brother, grinning shyly.
When the topic of conversation turned, Boothe listened intently, and then gave Sophie the look, making her shrink into herself a bit. Well, alright, she could understand not moving too much; but she really didn't want Leon to catch up with them now, not when he was probably more angry than ever. X'yrin was just as doubtful about moving on as Boothe was, and Sophie couldn't rightly tell them she wouldn't move at all on Hamza's back. She usually did, after all.
With a little sigh, Sophie scratched her head again, careful to get the itchy spot behind her ear, before blinking sadly. "What should we do, then?" She asked, mostly to Boothe. X'y still had more to say, however, and Sophie couldn't help a guilty hunch of her shoulders. Boothe was prouder than that, though, and lifted his head high, rolling his shoulders back as though whatever reaction she'd have to his next words didn't matter.
Sophie speaks