Delphine
Delphine tipped her head, "Mmm... I guess I probably shouldn't have isolated them so badly from the world." She'd stopped next to the man, her gaze watching the pink bird as he flew circles, lazily, around them. "I was scared." She murmured, her grip on the children's shoulder loosened gently, though she did not release them entirely.
"I'm still scared." She admitted, slowly, moving to grasp each child's hand in her own. Bryony was sniffling, sobbing quietly, while Acantha simply looked pissed. She drifted into silence, her gaze flitting around the crowd, colors invading her vision, and then she said:
"I'm sorry, that I didn't try to find you."
She studied the children, pursing her lips in thought. "I..." She trailed off, shifting her weight, and then, the next thing out of her mouth was not focused on herself. A truly rare event.
"How are you?" He wasn't that starry-eyed boy she had met in the forest on a rainy day, that same starry-eyed boy that had constantly had her husband telling her to 'watch herself' because they were so close. Standing beside him now, she still felt like there was a river of distance between them. And she wasn't sure how to cross it, or if it could be crossed.
And that's why she hadn't wanted to run into him. Perhaps if she had tried to find him a month or two after portaling in, but... years later? It had to feel like a cruel joke, and she realized that. Life felt like a joke to her, anyway.
"I'm still scared." She admitted, slowly, moving to grasp each child's hand in her own. Bryony was sniffling, sobbing quietly, while Acantha simply looked pissed. She drifted into silence, her gaze flitting around the crowd, colors invading her vision, and then she said:
"I'm sorry, that I didn't try to find you."
She studied the children, pursing her lips in thought. "I..." She trailed off, shifting her weight, and then, the next thing out of her mouth was not focused on herself. A truly rare event.
"How are you?" He wasn't that starry-eyed boy she had met in the forest on a rainy day, that same starry-eyed boy that had constantly had her husband telling her to 'watch herself' because they were so close. Standing beside him now, she still felt like there was a river of distance between them. And she wasn't sure how to cross it, or if it could be crossed.
And that's why she hadn't wanted to run into him. Perhaps if she had tried to find him a month or two after portaling in, but... years later? It had to feel like a cruel joke, and she realized that. Life felt like a joke to her, anyway.
Let me make you smile, darling.
