Gamelia was not convinced. Coming closer until the two were side by side, she sat down. Reddish eyes lowered to look at Diya. "I'm sure you are," she answered silkily. "Crying with joy, no doubt." She didn't pry further.
Rough night, was it? Perhaps that made two, even if she couldn't explain her own restlessness. Although she would regret it later, she lowered herself onto her belly so that they were more eye-level. Sand.
When the conversation turned back to her, Gamelia looked out over the water. "I'm not quite sure," she murmured. "I think I had a bad dream, but I've already forgotten most of it. I don't think I'll fall back asleep if I try, though." She sighed. Staying up all night wasn't favorable.