Forsake your loved ones, to protect yourself.
She snorted quietly, murmuring, "Never asked you to care." Delphine finished with the paste, scraping it into the jars he had sat out for her, listening as he spoke.
"I was considering the school, but..." Well, she missed her magic. She was still figuring out what she had now, because it was not quite the same. It even felt different to use, which was off-putting in and of itself. Though it probably did not help that she had not used her magic, or attempted too, outside of the wandering traveler offering her something in trade if she healed a small wound they'd received. She wasn't even sure the extent of any of her other magic.
That fell in line with the fact she had told the children magic was not real. A lie, which Zariah had ruined. She fell into silence again, watching him work.
Poe squawked, "Acantha! Bryony!" as he flew away from Loren and circled Delphine. He sounded worried, and she reached a hand above her head for him to settle on, nuzzling him as she sat the pestle and mortar down properly.
"Stop worrying," she insisted, though she did move towards the door.
She stopped for a moment, her gaze fixed on the ground, and she turned to look back at Loren, "I'm sorry for stealing your time." It was the closest he'd ever get, at the moment, to an actual apology. Instead of waiting for an answer, Delphine started on her way, Poe squawking about the children as they went.
"I was considering the school, but..." Well, she missed her magic. She was still figuring out what she had now, because it was not quite the same. It even felt different to use, which was off-putting in and of itself. Though it probably did not help that she had not used her magic, or attempted too, outside of the wandering traveler offering her something in trade if she healed a small wound they'd received. She wasn't even sure the extent of any of her other magic.
That fell in line with the fact she had told the children magic was not real. A lie, which Zariah had ruined. She fell into silence again, watching him work.
Poe squawked, "Acantha! Bryony!" as he flew away from Loren and circled Delphine. He sounded worried, and she reached a hand above her head for him to settle on, nuzzling him as she sat the pestle and mortar down properly.
"Stop worrying," she insisted, though she did move towards the door.
She stopped for a moment, her gaze fixed on the ground, and she turned to look back at Loren, "I'm sorry for stealing your time." It was the closest he'd ever get, at the moment, to an actual apology. Instead of waiting for an answer, Delphine started on her way, Poe squawking about the children as they went.
