Phoebe
I've been very hopeful so far
Now for the first time I think we're going wrong
Hurry up and tell me this is all a dream
Or could we start again, please?
Now for the first time I think we're going wrong
Hurry up and tell me this is all a dream
Or could we start again, please?
Phoebe laughed a little and nodded at his assessment. "You should have heard their poetry. Truly inspired." she said with a giggle as she shook her head. "Don't be sorry. Young girls are some of the most ruthless beings in existence, regardless of status. If it hadn't been me, it would have been someone else they saw as unworthy or different." she said with a bit of a shrug. She would never lie about how awful those years were or how cruelly she had been treated, but she wouldn't allow it to make her bitter either. That was them winning in a sense.
Her brows furrowed a bit in consideration. She supposed it made some sense, even if it was a bit out there. "Was it effective?" she asked, glancing up at him. "My father and brother taught me and my sisters some survival skills and such just in case something awful happened but...dropping someone in the middle of the woods with nothing seems...extreme." she said softly, hoping not to offend him.
