"Better for who?" she asked, the corners of her eyes crinkling again. "For those outside, maybe. But I doubt the gods were truly content, separated from their closest kin as they were. Those inside the barrier were clearly discontent. And enduring is not the same as living, it is simply not dying." she said with a bit of a shrug. "I wouldn't burden yourself with worry over it. What's done is done and your reasons are more than understandable. Do not fret." she said kindly.
But her next statement brought a hint of that same, haunted laughter bubbling up. "Is it gloomy? I found it intellectually stimulating." she assured. Delphia was very difficult to upset and even more rarely did she run out of patience. That Maea had so many questions and worries she had wanted to air did not bother her in the slightest. She was much the same when she managed to speak with her father on the rare occasions she saw him. But she was surprised by her final statement, a brow raised and a smirk daring to glimmer on her lips. "Well I should think of no reason why we would not have gotten along, and it would seem I would have been correct in that assumption."
Delphia
when you can't look on the bright side
i will sit with you in the dark
