Bad Luck Bears

phoebe Sleep and I shall soothe you, calm you, and annoint you She was surprised to hear he had gone back to this Safrin and sought her approval for his method of worship. That in and of itself was enough to put her mind at ease. If Remi and Rex really were in this church of Safrin, then perhaps they wouldn't be subjected to further hardship if the goddess herself had ordained it. "Fine then. I'm...glad you made that effort." she said quietly, staring at the floor. For a moment her brows furrowed as she tried to reconcile his words. Was he...trying to console her? Phoebe looked up at him, confused for a moment. It seemed to be so...and while she appreciated the attempt she couldn't bring herself to believe it either. "The man whose goal it is to have lots of people in his bed doesn't even want me. Who else will?" she said bluntly, but with a sad smile. Not that she would have willingly slept with him, she wasn't out for just that. But his rejection...one he gave with such ease...was an indicator of the temperature if the waters they all swam in. "I...just need to come to terms with it. I'm...not enough to get what I want. So I suppose...thank you for making me realize I am chasing a pipe dream of what will never be so I can accept my fate and move forward alone." her voice cause again as her throat constricted, the pain in her chest blooming anew. The loving husband, the children, the family - those were all meant for women more than her. She was intended to stand on the edges of happiness and watch.