PHOEBE
Don't ever mistake my kindness
Phoebe smiled as she watched Ronin wrestle with his rambunctious child, and was more than pleased to get her sloppy baby kisses before she was promptly carted off to bed. Her sadness must’ve been seeping through their bond, because shortly after, Pim came scurrying in – whatever antics he had been up to with Sugar promptly abandoned in favor of comfort snuggles. He curled up at her side, tail wrapping around her legs and head resting on her lap. The young midwife smiled a little and scratched at the little nubs on his head that were beginning to sprout horns.”You two are so cute.” Phoebe said with a smile towards Remi, though it didn’t quite reach her eyes. She was overjoyed for him, but it still made her heart ache in a way for all the things she wanted but had slipped from her grasp.
for weakness
