Delphine
Delphine was certainly giving Chulane a lot to wonder about her. And not really in that good, 'she's a mystery' kind of way. And truth be told, the reasons she thought her children were happier...
Probably would not reassure the man. They were happier because they were dead; they were happier because they weren't with her; they were happier because they could play, and be children. They could have each other, instead of dealing with an unstable mother, who went between hating them, hating herself, and wanting to leave everything behind.
There were other reasons too.
All just as bad.
Such as: Delphine did not feel like her twins had truly loved her.
Delphine, you see, needed to feel needed. Some might also call her an angel of mercy; deciding such a cruel world wasn't right for them.
Delphine herself, though, cursed to forever remember what she did, and how she did it. The peaceful look on their faces as they died, only further confirm that they're happy. And Noah's forgiveness has given her... peace, from the guilt.
Whatever one chose to call Delphine, she'd accept it with a smile, good or the bad. Everything had two sides to it; and in this case, her children had their side, she had hers.
Her focus is fully on the new topic now, as only an abused woman could manage, act like something that has ended had never happened in the first place. "But it's possible, no? I'd love to work with you on improving the agricultural system in Halo, because if the right greenhouse is built... so many herbs, and foods could be grown year-round."
She grinned as the man explained, he'd grown up on a farm. "Oh! I never had a whole farm, but my mother was a leading botanist and scientist in Northaven, she created whole hybrids of plants to serve a purpose," the light in her eyes clearly says she's just as excited about the possibility of hybrid plants and medicinal uses as well as food uses. As a Ningo scurried past, she shook her head, chuckling under her breath. "The animals here are so strange."
Entering the Kraai, she brushed her hair out of her face and hummed softly, "Oh! If certain plants are crossbred with plants that are hardy in the cold..." She trailed off, realizing she wasn't quite sure what survived in Halo, plant-wise.
Probably would not reassure the man. They were happier because they were dead; they were happier because they weren't with her; they were happier because they could play, and be children. They could have each other, instead of dealing with an unstable mother, who went between hating them, hating herself, and wanting to leave everything behind.
There were other reasons too.
All just as bad.
Such as: Delphine did not feel like her twins had truly loved her.
Delphine, you see, needed to feel needed. Some might also call her an angel of mercy; deciding such a cruel world wasn't right for them.
Delphine herself, though, cursed to forever remember what she did, and how she did it. The peaceful look on their faces as they died, only further confirm that they're happy. And Noah's forgiveness has given her... peace, from the guilt.
Whatever one chose to call Delphine, she'd accept it with a smile, good or the bad. Everything had two sides to it; and in this case, her children had their side, she had hers.
Her focus is fully on the new topic now, as only an abused woman could manage, act like something that has ended had never happened in the first place. "But it's possible, no? I'd love to work with you on improving the agricultural system in Halo, because if the right greenhouse is built... so many herbs, and foods could be grown year-round."
She grinned as the man explained, he'd grown up on a farm. "Oh! I never had a whole farm, but my mother was a leading botanist and scientist in Northaven, she created whole hybrids of plants to serve a purpose," the light in her eyes clearly says she's just as excited about the possibility of hybrid plants and medicinal uses as well as food uses. As a Ningo scurried past, she shook her head, chuckling under her breath. "The animals here are so strange."
Entering the Kraai, she brushed her hair out of her face and hummed softly, "Oh! If certain plants are crossbred with plants that are hardy in the cold..." She trailed off, realizing she wasn't quite sure what survived in Halo, plant-wise.
I don't mind where you come from as long as you come to me.
I don't like illusions, I can't see them clearly.
I don't care, no, I wouldn't dare to fix the twist in you.
You've shown me eventually, what you'll do.
I don't like illusions, I can't see them clearly.
I don't care, no, I wouldn't dare to fix the twist in you.
You've shown me eventually, what you'll do.
