PHOEBE
"No that is not what I am saying." Phoebe said with a light laugh, shifting away from his pinching fingers on reflex. "You thought I was sick. And I am not." she said in protest to him being right, if only for teasing's sake. But really, they had both been wrong. She had neither overeaten nor been ill - just pregnant with a food fussy baby.
But as far as changing how things were...well...that was a more serious topic to discuss indeed. Phoebe sobered slightly, looking down at her lap. She had yet to consider it, but now that it was mentioned, she couldn't help but wonder. "We probably should change something." she agreed, though she wasn't sure what. She was called to do whatever it was that Frey needed her to do, and he was called to Torchline by Maeve. "I am not sure what or how though." she admitted. There was a reason they were doing things they way they had been after all.
But as far as changing how things were...well...that was a more serious topic to discuss indeed. Phoebe sobered slightly, looking down at her lap. She had yet to consider it, but now that it was mentioned, she couldn't help but wonder. "We probably should change something." she agreed, though she wasn't sure what. She was called to do whatever it was that Frey needed her to do, and he was called to Torchline by Maeve. "I am not sure what or how though." she admitted. There was a reason they were doing things they way they had been after all.
You thought you'd watch me fade away
When you broke me into pieces
But I gave I gave each piece a name
