I believe that the darkness reminds us where light can be
Phoebe listened quietly as Frey spoke. Their words were sobering, but not in an unpleasant way. Love herself. That was hard. She was hypercritical of herself with as much ease as she breathed, but loving herself was like trying to climb the Spire from the outside. So saying, it made sense to her. She needed to be stronger on her own two feet. She needed to feel she had worth on her own, rather than worth solely in servitude. Finally she nodded slowly, the same determination she had had when Frey gave her their very first task filling her soul. This was the next hurdle in her growth, or else Frey wouldn’t have brought it up.
Though one thing did strike her as odd.
”How am I to have children on my own?” she asked, smirking up at her friend. ”It isn’t like you just implant things, you aren’t the Voice, remember?” she said, almost teasingly as she recited Frey’s very words back to them. And apparently it was wrong to just…forgo protection because she wanted children according to Remi. It wasn’t like she could just…fertilize herself. That wasn’t how that worked at all. "And if I miscarry again, Mort will he upset and then you will be irritated." she added quietly, remembering how Frey had insisted she use protection to keep the god of death from being upset. But moreover it worried her herself - her miscarriage didn't mean she would definitely do so again, but it was still a worry.
Though one thing did strike her as odd.
”How am I to have children on my own?” she asked, smirking up at her friend. ”It isn’t like you just implant things, you aren’t the Voice, remember?” she said, almost teasingly as she recited Frey’s very words back to them. And apparently it was wrong to just…forgo protection because she wanted children according to Remi. It wasn’t like she could just…fertilize herself. That wasn’t how that worked at all. "And if I miscarry again, Mort will he upset and then you will be irritated." she added quietly, remembering how Frey had insisted she use protection to keep the god of death from being upset. But moreover it worried her herself - her miscarriage didn't mean she would definitely do so again, but it was still a worry.
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