Delphine
Delphine slipped a hand to rest in his hair, idly toying with blonde locks, as he told her about his dreams. Practical. Fair. He wanted a family; what had she expected? He was a family sort of guy. And he wanted to teach, and that was something she expected too. After all, Noah had a knack for teaching.
When he asked her, the same question, she bit her lip and studied the book in her lap in silence. After considering her words carefully, she spoke up, "I guess... well, I've always wanted to be part of a family, raise children, cook for my husband." There was most definitely a but coming. She chewed her lip, "But I don't know if I want more children, I'm not a very good mother."
In her mind's eye, those words were what would destroy her relationship with the hunter. Cracks in the glass, until it shattered into a million pieces. Devastation all over again. She shifted next to Noah, fingers still tangling into his hair, an anxious tangling rather than a soothing touch. "I know I want to learn to heal because there's more to learn and... I guess, maybe I'd like to look after other people's children... I'm a really bad mother when it's my own children but..."
Delphine really liked being around children. She knew how to care for them, she had been a good nanny to Aster, even while pregnant... And some very small part of her hoped that if she had a husband, a family, having more children might go better than being torn from her home with three-year-olds that she had known as infants.
When he asked her, the same question, she bit her lip and studied the book in her lap in silence. After considering her words carefully, she spoke up, "I guess... well, I've always wanted to be part of a family, raise children, cook for my husband." There was most definitely a but coming. She chewed her lip, "But I don't know if I want more children, I'm not a very good mother."
In her mind's eye, those words were what would destroy her relationship with the hunter. Cracks in the glass, until it shattered into a million pieces. Devastation all over again. She shifted next to Noah, fingers still tangling into his hair, an anxious tangling rather than a soothing touch. "I know I want to learn to heal because there's more to learn and... I guess, maybe I'd like to look after other people's children... I'm a really bad mother when it's my own children but..."
Delphine really liked being around children. She knew how to care for them, she had been a good nanny to Aster, even while pregnant... And some very small part of her hoped that if she had a husband, a family, having more children might go better than being torn from her home with three-year-olds that she had known as infants.
Let me make you smile, darling.
