[HUDHAYFAH]
"You–" Hudhayfah tripped over his words as he looked at the woman before him. He had been hoping that she really was the person he was looking for but as he looked at her and the discomfort that had suddenly perched itself on her face, he knew she hated it.
"Are you done?" Farida asked boredly.
"But… why are you in Sicario then?" Hudhayfah asked and Farida sighed. They were currently on one of the benches in the Sicario field where parents would sometimes sit to check on their kids as they ran across the fields and the set-up parks.
"I needed a place to live and Sicario was taking in strays at the time. Can we please not make a deal out of this? How about I tell you who your mate is and then you don't tell a soul who I am or that I came to seek refuge in Sicario?" Farida stated.