maybe who we were then is shattered, but who we are in the end is what matters
Too gentle yes, and often not seen that way given his deformities and appearance. The world had not often been kind to Ru'in, and it kills her that she'll never know if Caido was. Subsisting entirely on fragments of stories given to her by Kiada to live vicariously through a girl she still tries not to blame for her son's death.
"One of ours," she agrees with a small smile, pride helping to beat back the darkness. He had never laid eyes on Halo's snowy tundra, but he was hers in every way that mattered. Snorting a quiet laugh that feels painfully good, Ru shakes her head against his chest. "Very little. Ru'in took more after his father, and Flora and Enzo were practically clones - and took very much after me." Devilish little co-conspirators with a lust for life and grandeur that she shamelessly supports and fosters in Flora even now when she does not need her mother's aid. "But they both loved their sisters endlessly. Ru'in followed Romina nearly everywhere, and Enzo and Flora were practically fused at the hip." A slight difference to be heard in her word choice, but the dedication had been unmistakable.
She is surprised to find she is beginning to feel better as she shares these stories. Tired, too, given she'd been plagued by nightmares since her return from the swamps, but she hopes this conversation will disperse into her dreams and bring her visions of memories and laughter instead of loss.
"One of ours," she agrees with a small smile, pride helping to beat back the darkness. He had never laid eyes on Halo's snowy tundra, but he was hers in every way that mattered. Snorting a quiet laugh that feels painfully good, Ru shakes her head against his chest. "Very little. Ru'in took more after his father, and Flora and Enzo were practically clones - and took very much after me." Devilish little co-conspirators with a lust for life and grandeur that she shamelessly supports and fosters in Flora even now when she does not need her mother's aid. "But they both loved their sisters endlessly. Ru'in followed Romina nearly everywhere, and Enzo and Flora were practically fused at the hip." A slight difference to be heard in her word choice, but the dedication had been unmistakable.
She is surprised to find she is beginning to feel better as she shares these stories. Tired, too, given she'd been plagued by nightmares since her return from the swamps, but she hopes this conversation will disperse into her dreams and bring her visions of memories and laughter instead of loss.
