Delphine
Delphine stood there, staring at her, and every instinct in her screamed to make herself small. "I... would have been just as bad of a mother if I'd left them home alone." She whispered, voice breaking.
But while Noah's tone was firm, stern, almost yelling but not quite yelling, it was... comforting. Kind. It was what she needed.
"You don't get to forget. You don't get to waste yourself away. You don't get to sink into oblivion. You do as you were told, by that god, so that at the very least their lives--their deaths--weren't in vain."
She perked up at that statement, he'd put her feelings into words, into an order. Orders was something she understood, and without really stopping to think, she moved to carefully pull out the various vials and herb pouches from the pack, sorting it all into piles, glass in one pile, drugs in the other, herbs in another.
Delphine was quiet, until she'd finished the thing he had ordered her to do. "I... want to learn to be useful. But... I need this." She nodded towards the piles of drugs, sniffling quietly. "It makes me feel... less."
With one order, though, he could force her to sober.
But while Noah's tone was firm, stern, almost yelling but not quite yelling, it was... comforting. Kind. It was what she needed.
"You don't get to forget. You don't get to waste yourself away. You don't get to sink into oblivion. You do as you were told, by that god, so that at the very least their lives--their deaths--weren't in vain."
She perked up at that statement, he'd put her feelings into words, into an order. Orders was something she understood, and without really stopping to think, she moved to carefully pull out the various vials and herb pouches from the pack, sorting it all into piles, glass in one pile, drugs in the other, herbs in another.
Delphine was quiet, until she'd finished the thing he had ordered her to do. "I... want to learn to be useful. But... I need this." She nodded towards the piles of drugs, sniffling quietly. "It makes me feel... less."
With one order, though, he could force her to sober.
He sprinkled me in pixie dust and told me to believe,
Believe in him and believe in me,
Together we will fly away in a cloud of green,
To your beautiful destiny.
Believe in him and believe in me,
Together we will fly away in a cloud of green,
To your beautiful destiny.
