sweet dreams till sunbeams find you, sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you
Wallowing does not become you. Safrin thinks coldly. Nor does stupidity. She adds, even as she presses another kiss to Kamaria's head. I have not set you against anyone. You have a responsibility as Governor. If your relationship with Nate is in conflict with that, then step down. Her logic is cold and clear. You grew roots here, deep and true. Roots that Nate helped water and watch grow. It is not on me or you that he has traded a watering can for pruning shears. He chose to give himself fully to the Voice. Perhaps it is the colour of his thoughts, his loathing and his sympathy for the Voice that has made Safrin bristle so. Trust? I never said anything about trust. You continue to let your personal life mingle with your duties. With Nate, with Hotaru. Should the Flood continue to think with his heart and cock rather than his head, he would find himself in a world more hurt than he ever thought possible.
And to answer your question, no. I do not control you through the etchings on your skin. I do not listen in virtue of the gifts I have given. But perhaps you would like to see what it is life to live free of me altogether? Sunjata had been hers before he had been Nate's, and she, his. But if he was so keen to rebel and whine and blame, perhaps it was time for him to learn the truth of his situation.
"I tried, my sweetest star." Safrin whispers as her fingers hold Kamaria's tightly. "Nate might not, but Nate is no longer just Nate. He has given himself to the Voice, and that means she is always a part of him. Both your Daddy and I tried to protect you from the Voice, but Nate let her in. So long as he is around, he will too. " The words are said sadly as Safrin frowns down at her daughter. 'I wish he hadn't done what he did.' She adds with a sigh, pressing her cheek against the top of Kamaria's head and hugging her close.
And to answer your question, no. I do not control you through the etchings on your skin. I do not listen in virtue of the gifts I have given. But perhaps you would like to see what it is life to live free of me altogether? Sunjata had been hers before he had been Nate's, and she, his. But if he was so keen to rebel and whine and blame, perhaps it was time for him to learn the truth of his situation.
"I tried, my sweetest star." Safrin whispers as her fingers hold Kamaria's tightly. "Nate might not, but Nate is no longer just Nate. He has given himself to the Voice, and that means she is always a part of him. Both your Daddy and I tried to protect you from the Voice, but Nate let her in. So long as he is around, he will too. " The words are said sadly as Safrin frowns down at her daughter. 'I wish he hadn't done what he did.' She adds with a sigh, pressing her cheek against the top of Kamaria's head and hugging her close.
but in your dreams whatever they be, dream a little dream of me
