An eyebrow lifted as Seren continued to talk about her mother. This seemed a good enough time as any to satisfy the curiosity. "Seren, who is your mother?" She asked, reaching out to hand the smooth, round stone back to the girl and gesturing for another one. Letha knew that some people were incredible idealists, so colorful and grandiose in their lives. Did Seren truly mean that she lived in the stars with her mother, or was that just the phrasing they used to describe their home? Had Seren been called here to Caido, like Letha, and come through a portal? Had a man found her and claimed her as his own, naming himself father?
The questions and possibilities rolled around in the dark-haired woman's mind, but she waited and listened intently for what the girl would share with her.
