PHOEBE
Let you go and the lonely in
To take my heart again
To take my heart again
Remi may have been smiling brightly, but Phoebe looked rather like a kicked puppy sitting in a muddy puddle of an alleyway on Christmas. Her eyes teared up immediately, still slightly blackened as the blight worked its way out of her system, hands still trembling as well. Such a bright, happy greeting hadn’t been expected, and in a way it made her feel worse. She didn’t deserve it, not in the least. Loren’s mantra rung out in her mind ’It was the blight, not me’ - and yet she still couldn’t shake the deep seeded guilt she felt.
”U-uhm… yes I’m feeling quite a bit better…still not fully but I am myself again.” she said softly as she stepped inside. ”Jata came and got someone to let me out.” she said holding the basket out to him. ”I…I am so-so sorry, Remi. I…I am disgusted by what I did to you and I know you couldn’t possibly forgive me but…I brought you this, and I will make you those quilts as soon as my hands stop shaking.” she said, remorse coloring her tone and expression. She sniffled a little and quickly wiped at her eyes to keep the blackened tears from falling.
”U-uhm… yes I’m feeling quite a bit better…still not fully but I am myself again.” she said softly as she stepped inside. ”Jata came and got someone to let me out.” she said holding the basket out to him. ”I…I am so-so sorry, Remi. I…I am disgusted by what I did to you and I know you couldn’t possibly forgive me but…I brought you this, and I will make you those quilts as soon as my hands stop shaking.” she said, remorse coloring her tone and expression. She sniffled a little and quickly wiped at her eyes to keep the blackened tears from falling.
