The silver-furred hybrid had a particular reason for being here, but it had crept to the back of her head—she was consumed by the feeling of comfort welling over her, an easiness that had not beein in her in some time with the golden-furred Aquila's presence. So long as he was around her, nothing bad could happen. Others gave this feeling to the ashen hybrid, certainly, but none radiated it to her as strongly as her son did, and in his easy reply she found relief, exhaling softly and again smiling, a wave of relaxation seeming to crash down over her. Speaking of Vieira, mentioning her status... such a thing would upset Gabriel, perhaps to the extent that he had been upset at their last meeting. Kaena did not want that.
"I just wanted to... spend time with you," she said, hesitating before speaking those words. Certainly they would come off as odd; aloof Kaena required nothing of anyone else. She had been self-sufficient, finding pleasure and joy in her family, though she did not depend on them for anything. And even now as she spoke these soft words to her son she felt weak, helpless—but that was the truth, wasn't it? She was to blame for Haku Soul happening to her. It was her goddamn fault, and there was not a thing she could do to change that. All of the pain and self-hate welling inside her was due to her own actions. She'd been the one to wander to the city in the dead of night, skirting Dahlia de Mai's territory as if the few hundred yards' distance she put between herself and their perimeter made the slightest difference at all.
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