Running down the hallway toward her dormitory, Morgance felt hot tears drip off her face. It wasn't just anger with which she was crying; it was the realization that she had been used, not only in the Force, but in her past life.
Because when Vinnia had asked Morgance what she meant by "I'm tired of people taking advantage of me!", a memory from Morgance's life prior to the Force flashed through her mind. She saw a group of girls, who she somehow knew were some sort of ex-friends, whispering about her behind her back.
And that had been it. No more memories other than that. Only that one simple flashback.
Shuddering, Morgance opened the door to her dormitory.
But much to Morgance's dismay, her dormitory was no more comforting than the meeting with Vinnia had been. Because of the microphones that had been stationed to detect the inhabitants' every word, she couldn't cry or rage or anything, lest anyone find out she wasn't at the gathering.
Muffling her sobs with a pillow, Morgance allowed her shoulders to be wracked with sobs. Anger, disappointment, and confusion all rolled into one mass of emotion, and she couldn't control herself.
There was a knock at the door.
Wiping away her tears, Morgance glanced in the mirror. Yes, it was very apparent that she'd been crying. Ah, well. There was nothing she could do about it.
Opening the door, Morgance's heart was slightly comforted at the sight of Rune standing there, a concerned look stretched across his face. "Rune," she said, her voice betraying her relief at seeing him. "What are you doing here?"
"I came to make sure you're alright," Rune said, placing his hand gently on Morgance's shoulder.
"Come in," Morgance said. She rolled her eyes. "There are microphones, though, so we can't really talk about anything that we don't want others to hear."
"Yeah, I get you," Rune said, shrugging.
"So, you left the others to come be with me? That was pretty sweet of you," Morgance said, blushing. She couldn't be charming to save a life - or so she thought. If she had known that Rune was feeling absolutely enamored with her at the moment, she would have been pleasantly surprised. Wrapping herself in a blanket from her bunk, Morgance sighed. "What were they talking about when you left?"
"They were talking about how to get you to Sing. I told them that it's no use at all."
Morgance felt a smile overcome her lips. "I appreciate that," she said, blushing. "I really do. Seems like you're the only one who's willing to accept that."
"I just want you to be happy," Rune said, reaching across and grasping Morgance's hand.
The act was so forward, especially since they hardly knew one another, that Morgance was inclined to draw her hand away. But when she saw the sweetness in Rune's eyes, she knew that there was no point in prolonging affection for one another. Leaning against Rune, Morgance said nothing, reveling in the tender silence that ensued.
Finally, Rune patted Morgance's back and sat up straight, forcing Morgance to do the same. "If we're not careful, Lisha will start spreading rumors about us."
Morgance rolled her eyes. "I'd be more concerned about Vinnia than Lisha," she said.