Vervain
Vervain might surprise Sam in that, whilst she had a husband and children, she had been far from surrounded by family for the majority of her life. Whilst she’d rarely been alone, travelling with a troupe of hunters, it would be a lie to say she wasn’t lonely. Still, she smiled to Sam in understanding, nodding and sipping at her tea. ”I imagine there might be a few people like you in Torchline,” she says. ”Have you considered setting up a living space above your shop, if there’s room? You could petition for a roommate.”
She scoffs good-naturedly, reaching over the table to give his shoulder a gentle squeeze, Vai shaking her head. ”I’ve made plenty of mistakes, Sam. I’ve just been around long enough to realise that... everyone has. And they’re all too wrapped up in their own to worry about me.” Shrugging, she settles back in her chair. ”It’s not a question I have the answer to. I’m sorry... it’s just... something you find in yourself, I guess.”
She scoffs good-naturedly, reaching over the table to give his shoulder a gentle squeeze, Vai shaking her head. ”I’ve made plenty of mistakes, Sam. I’ve just been around long enough to realise that... everyone has. And they’re all too wrapped up in their own to worry about me.” Shrugging, she settles back in her chair. ”It’s not a question I have the answer to. I’m sorry... it’s just... something you find in yourself, I guess.”
