REXANNA
i was born with a knife in one hand
She nods, thankful every day that it had worked out that way. She wasn’t sure if Caido knew just how important it had been to her, and she had no way to thank them for it – other than being a child of the land she now found herself in, and she gazes up at him as she explains, wondering deep down if there’s a way to thank, to ask why the timelines and lives she had lived had melded into one the minute she stepped across that threshold.
But it gives him pause, leaning back with wide eyes and a puff of air in his surprise. She doesn’t blame him, she was just as surprised when she found out – when she had looked upon the girl with the Luxere passing through by the Notice Board. Bastien had likely seen her before, had no idea, was just as unaware as she had been. And how much less complicated that had been.
Her head ducks at the first question, moving her arm with her good arm before she manages to sit on the edge of the tub – eyes focusing on him after a moment. “Yes.” She breathes, shaking her head slightly. “It wasn’t as hard to explain to her as it is to most people…” She admits with a turn of her head. “I had been a horrible mother, and she resents me for it, even if it wasn’t this version of me to have done it.” She finds a frown reaching her face before she, too, puffs out a small sigh.
“Kianzo is still missing. And I think Kiada may have adopted Deimos as a father figure…” She trails off before her gaze slips toward Bastien and she reaches out lightly with now clean fingertips. “You needn’t worry about her calling you father, she had enough venom on her tongue to call me mother.” She tries to lighten the mood with a small smile before she shakes her head and finds her gaze landing on her fingers on his arm. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner.”
But it gives him pause, leaning back with wide eyes and a puff of air in his surprise. She doesn’t blame him, she was just as surprised when she found out – when she had looked upon the girl with the Luxere passing through by the Notice Board. Bastien had likely seen her before, had no idea, was just as unaware as she had been. And how much less complicated that had been.
Her head ducks at the first question, moving her arm with her good arm before she manages to sit on the edge of the tub – eyes focusing on him after a moment. “Yes.” She breathes, shaking her head slightly. “It wasn’t as hard to explain to her as it is to most people…” She admits with a turn of her head. “I had been a horrible mother, and she resents me for it, even if it wasn’t this version of me to have done it.” She finds a frown reaching her face before she, too, puffs out a small sigh.
“Kianzo is still missing. And I think Kiada may have adopted Deimos as a father figure…” She trails off before her gaze slips toward Bastien and she reaches out lightly with now clean fingertips. “You needn’t worry about her calling you father, she had enough venom on her tongue to call me mother.” She tries to lighten the mood with a small smile before she shakes her head and finds her gaze landing on her fingers on his arm. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner.”
and a wound in the other
