You Sweet Fool

Vai felt something within her relax as her daughter finally made an appearance in earnest, the huntress looking Ashe over critically in the way that only a mother could. Checking if she was alright, if she was hurt in any way, if she was in need of food or water or warmth. It could quite easily have been all of the above, for all she could tell. Ashe looked broken with grief and self-hatred, and the worst part was knowing exactly why and knowing she had done it to herself. "Yeah," she agreed gently, leaving her kill so she could walk slowly over to the assassin. "Yeah, Ashe. You fucked up. I'm still here though. I've still got you." There was no way she'd be anywhere else, after all. After so long looking for Ashe, if her daughter thought something like a breakdown in her marriage was going to stop Vai from wanting to know her, she would be sorely mistaken. Slowly and carefully, as if she were dealing with the wolf instead of the woman, Vai slipped her arm around Ashe and drew her close into her warmth. "What happened?" vervain face the wind