Shirley frowned, "Oh, don't say that, even in jest, Nita. I don't think going insane would be as much of a release as you think...besides, where would I be without you?"
When the sand hit them, she got some of it in her face before she could pull her wide sleeve up to cover her face. The sand stung, especially where her skin had peeled away. "Well..." she said as she walked, "I suppose I should be glad I can still feel something."
She nodded, and glanced at Emilia, "Yes, I assumed you knew where you were going, too...you don't seem lost, but what would bring you into this desert?"