they call me a menace

they say that i'm cursed

he eyed him as he snapped his teeth like some kinda damn predatory, but left it be. Being home, however small said home might be, made Farrah realize how completely exhausted she was. Suddenly, she didn't care about her annoying acquaintance's presence, even though she should have been concerned that he'd steal her things if she tried to rest. She hadn't really thought this through all that well, considering they were going to be stuck together for at least the next fifty hours or so (if she judged the horizon correctly), and while she'd managed to stay awake that long before when on the road, she highly doubted she'd be capable of remaining conscious when all she could do was lay down or sit. She'd have to either take the chance he'd get sticky fingers or kick him out now, and with how much he'd just helped her coupled with the ache in every last one of her muscles, she couldn't muster the energy for the latter.

Leaning forward to rest her healthy arm on her knees, Farrah pressed her forehead into the crook of her elbow and took a steadying breath. The adrenaline needed to keep her going for the past hours was finally ebbing, and it was all she could do to even keep herself sitting and not sag into whats-his-face. "Heh, maybe," she agreed, chuckling lightly even though her ears had only heard half of what he said. At least her brain was apparently still functioning. Turning her head so her cheek rested on her forearm, Farrah peered over at the man when he continued speaking. Okay, maybe not all neurons were firing - because it took her entirely too long to understand that Cassy was her.

Snort-grunting, she once again burrowed into her elbow. "That's not my name," she mumbled, the words muffled by her skin. She wasn't prepared to tell him what her name was, so she fell silent and focused on her breathing in an attempt to melt away some of her tension. After she counted to ten... four times... She managed some sense of peace, which she found amazing considering Mr. Amazing was beside her. Brow cinching, she picked her head up slightly. "No more smart remarks?" she asked, opening her eyes to look-

At the ground turned radiant by Sol, and nothing but air and the shade of her little cave between it and where she sat. The realization that she'd fallen asleep and hadn't even known it made her head swim, but Farrah was still far too exhausted to think it over too long. Her bestie must have decided to fuck off elsewhere, because he sure as hell wasn't here, and it wasn't like he could be anywhere else nearby. Blearily, she checked her belongings and noted with more than a speck of surprise that everything was still present. Beyond trying to figure him out, she sighed, stretched out on the ground, and quickly returned to her dreamless slumber.