PHOEBE
”To a point that is true.” Phoebe said with a light shrug. ”I can do everything in the world to be a kind and caring person. But there will be those who still think me the opposite. Perception is subjective.” she said softly, offering to take the boxes from him and the golem outside to stack them in the corner. Other boxes were stacked in other parts of the room – clearly she had been relocating the supplies for some time. His apology caught her off-guard though and she raised a brow at him curiously. ”Yes, but at a point, one must stop questioning and begin practicing, or else you question yourself to inaction. I, for one, am far more interested in practice and outcomes at this moment than wondering if the theory is perfect. And, for the record, it isn’t much of an apology if you follow it up with a qualifier.” she said with a small smile.The blonde shook her head when he spoke of the sailor family. ”I didn’t come through with them. I think I arrived after actually. And I am certainly no sailor. I only recently learned to swim.” she noted. But he mentioned her outburst at Wessex and she frown, looking down at the floor. ”That was more the blight talking than anything. I am not usually bold like that. I’m usually quite quiet and reserved.” she said softly. It bothered her deeply that the blight could change her nature with such seamless ease. It frightened her actually.
But as far as her thoughts on him? ”Remi is like a brother to me…the only close family I have left really. You disappeared when he needed you most. I hold that against you more than your former title.” she said, looking up at him with seriousness. ”Though, I will say it is far from the first time I’ve heard of a Duke taking advantage of a commoner for his personal gain.” She was a common woman. Usually her ilk were the victims of such situations in the end. It meant she would not trust him with much without a lot of work on his end.
She sighed as he gave her more or less the same lecture everyone gave her. ”That is easy to say when it is not the only thing you’ve ever consistently wanted in life. My youth doesn’t change the hurt or disappointment or self-doubt that comes from repeated rejection.” she said softly, her voice a little tight but not nearly the rage she had worked up earlier. She shook her head though as he continued on about a legacy, finding herself at odds with it. ”So long as I have children, I would be completely content with my life, legacy or not. And at this rate, contentment is out of my reach. It isn’t worth spending my last days wondering over a legacy I won’t witness even if it does happen.” she said with a shrug. He wasn’t dying. He had all the time in the world to wax philosophical about legacies and futures. She didn’t have that luxury.
I can hold the weight of worlds
if that's what you need
be your everything
