| tja He did not ask for any details of the incident, and it relieved her. That didn't mean he stopped asking questions, but she did no longer have to voice what had happened to rip her heart out into the open. Haku would be Haku, and while it might not be entirely true that he did not care about her loss, he certainly wasn't affected by it. He seemed... cold, where he stood. Any other wolf Mew knew of would perhaps have felt awkward, or apologized, or just.. something, but Haku did not. That wasn't how he was. Right to business, no mucking about. He had picked up on the fact that this wasn't just the birth messing her up, then. Maybe it wasn't hard to notice, she had no idea what she looked like. Mirroring surfaces was avoided these days, in fear or what she might see. However, she did not intend to just spill the beans. In fact, by her own measures, it was all her own fault. Stupidity had done this to her, her own lack of brains. Well.. It is my own fault, really. She straightened her posture, as if ready to take a scolding. She was scolding herself daily, and it was so obvious that it was her own fault, so why shouldn't he? He liked to be right. He was, in fact, occasionally wrong, but he would never believe it himself. And the one who speaks a false statement, believing it to be truth, sees that as the truth, and thus isn't a liar. Perhaps that was why Haku was always so sure of himself. He ruled the world he perceived, and thus nothing in it could possibly be against his favor. |
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