She grit her teeth a bit as he leaned against her, his words echoing the room softly. What life would there be once you're gone? she thought to herself, a bitter taste in her mouth and a pain in her chest. She let out a soft sigh, enjoying his warmth for the moment. As long as he was there right then she supposed it was alright.
The sound of something hitting the floor caught her attention and with a bit of unwillingness she moved to see what it was, slipping out from under his head. She gazed at the floor where several pale blue beads were rolling. Glancing over to him, she raised an eyebrow. She was unable to see his face because of the way he was bent over. Reaching out she took hold of one and examined it.
"Nassir...?" she called, the question within his name.