Hotaru
Hotaru sits straighter as if pulled by a hook in her navel tied to Frey’s frown. Their anger is like a balm. “I knew you couldn’t have approved,” she murmurs. Sah’s anger has been justified, yes, but Hotaru’s faith had held strong. “They are not deterred by the idea if they continue living there, and agree to potential consequences by becoming pregnant there. But there has to be a better way.” Sitting taller she crosses her legs, frowning, mind ticking away.
“I hate to compare you to her, but I know The Voice has adapted her portals to stop Abandoned from coming through. Would there be a way to do that? To make it so Abandoned could not be conceived at all on their soil?” So that perhaps it would only be a missed monthly, or an unsuccessful attempt. Something to spare those who might be careless, or somehow incapable of receiving medical care. If not, of course, there are alternative ideas, but beneath dappled sunlight and with Frey above her, Ru sees no sense in rushing. She is happy where she is.
“I hate to compare you to her, but I know The Voice has adapted her portals to stop Abandoned from coming through. Would there be a way to do that? To make it so Abandoned could not be conceived at all on their soil?” So that perhaps it would only be a missed monthly, or an unsuccessful attempt. Something to spare those who might be careless, or somehow incapable of receiving medical care. If not, of course, there are alternative ideas, but beneath dappled sunlight and with Frey above her, Ru sees no sense in rushing. She is happy where she is.
Baby it's primal, I want you on all fours
before I let you walk, gotta show me how you crawl
before I let you walk, gotta show me how you crawl
