[the very petty thought comes that when Need next sees Celehar, she'll have to tell him see, I told you this could upset someone. She lets it go.]
I guess it would feel like that.
[she's not going to get into how she doesn't really feel love, exactly, just now. She's unfortunately not unfamiliar with people to whom even affection is strange, even distressing. At the moment of this memory, asleep inside of the house is a mutilated girl who she went on to 'adopt', as much as she's adopted anyone, who took years to be convinced she was worth anything. It gentles her voice a bit, and Need seats herself on a conveniently bench-shaped and -positioned piece of stone. The sparse grass around it is flattened by the regular presence of a gryphon lounging to keep company with a human friend.]
no subject
I guess it would feel like that.
[she's not going to get into how she doesn't really feel love, exactly, just now. She's unfortunately not unfamiliar with people to whom even affection is strange, even distressing. At the moment of this memory, asleep inside of the house is a mutilated girl who she went on to 'adopt', as much as she's adopted anyone, who took years to be convinced she was worth anything. It gentles her voice a bit, and Need seats herself on a conveniently bench-shaped and -positioned piece of stone. The sparse grass around it is flattened by the regular presence of a gryphon lounging to keep company with a human friend.]
Only? Why don't they understand you?