[ Lashes lowering with understanding, he quietly ticks his tongue.
Yes, he guessed as much. To put it kindly, his experience with maternal figures - women, even - has suffered greatly. ]
No. To subject my brother to the same fate… Simply no excuse. [ A gentle sigh, as he raises a finger, in point. ] Though, forcing this life upon you is nothing to be dismissed, either.
All mothers force life on their children. Some children have a hard time with that, with living. My mother was... thorough in cutting off other options. [Verso Dessendre's options. Some days, he understands. A woman grieving for her son, taking the last piece of him and building a replacement, once that can never leave her. Other days, he looks at himself and can only see the monster she created.]
No excuse for you either, mon ami. Ill omen or no.
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Yes, he guessed as much. To put it kindly, his experience with maternal figures - women, even - has suffered greatly. ]
No. To subject my brother to the same fate… Simply no excuse. [ A gentle sigh, as he raises a finger, in point. ] Though, forcing this life upon you is nothing to be dismissed, either.
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No excuse for you either, mon ami. Ill omen or no.