Seren
She hated to see her friend so upset. While Seren was glad that the two women had talked, it was painful to be unable to mend this rift. Created on purpose, no less. She couldn't help but feel that Hotaru was being too harsh on herself, even if she sympathized with the desire to protect. To shelter, and tuck away a treasure beyond harm's reach. Given what little she had learned of the woman's history, it was understandable why she would go to such extremes.
"You should keep writing to her," she murmured, and kept her eyes on the path ahead to give Maeve space. "Even if she doesn't reply, I'm sure she will read your letters. I... think she needs them, Maeve. As a reminder that she's not as alone as she thinks." There were other reasons too, but they were not for the starchild to divulge.
Swallowing everything she knew about what went on in Hotaru's life, she picked up the pace a bit more; they had a ways to go, and Seren wanted to complete her task before sunset, at least.
"You should keep writing to her," she murmured, and kept her eyes on the path ahead to give Maeve space. "Even if she doesn't reply, I'm sure she will read your letters. I... think she needs them, Maeve. As a reminder that she's not as alone as she thinks." There were other reasons too, but they were not for the starchild to divulge.
Swallowing everything she knew about what went on in Hotaru's life, she picked up the pace a bit more; they had a ways to go, and Seren wanted to complete her task before sunset, at least.
It's written in the stars above
Exactly who we are is just enough
Exactly who we are is just enough
