It's too much to bear my darlin', the weight of the world
And I would carry it for you
Noah's heart panged and sank as Marcus' blazened eyes fell on him and declared defects within him. The demigod's face sank, and he shook his head. Reassuringly, he stepped forward and embraced the youngling, pulling him in for a hug.
"No, son, no. That is not true." Noah said, voice firm but face softened with parental concern. "There is nothing wrong with you, but I think I set you up for failure." Noah said, placing the blame back on him with a gesture to his chest. "You see, we didn't do any tests. I made an assumption about you based off your sister." Noah said.
Sighing, the demigod set the bow down, crouching down. Resting his forearms on his knees, Noah explained. "Margot is right handed, like most people. With her being your twin, I assumed you would also be right handed. I don't think you are, though, which is why you're having a hard time aiming and shooting where you're trying to aim. The way you hold the bow, and the way you use your eyes to focus matters based on which eye and hand dominance you have."
"No, son, no. That is not true." Noah said, voice firm but face softened with parental concern. "There is nothing wrong with you, but I think I set you up for failure." Noah said, placing the blame back on him with a gesture to his chest. "You see, we didn't do any tests. I made an assumption about you based off your sister." Noah said.
Sighing, the demigod set the bow down, crouching down. Resting his forearms on his knees, Noah explained. "Margot is right handed, like most people. With her being your twin, I assumed you would also be right handed. I don't think you are, though, which is why you're having a hard time aiming and shooting where you're trying to aim. The way you hold the bow, and the way you use your eyes to focus matters based on which eye and hand dominance you have."
