08-31-2010, 01:09 AM
Geneva nodded. Yes, it would be good to be home. She was not entirely ready to abandon the haven of the light house quite yet. It provided a little world for the new mother and her young child, as their own. She felt untouchable here, but she knew that to be a fallacy. She was able to protect Pripyat now from the little things, and to teach him about his immediate surroundings. But she knew that he would need more than just her love and this little stretch of shoreline in order to grow up the right way. Her boy was bright and curious. He would outgrow their immediate surroundings soon enough.
"Thank you so much, Xeris," the scarred woman said. She was very relieved to know that there was someone close by that she could turn to. Of course, she could turn to Jefferson. After she worked up the nerve to actually see him again. There was some comfort in the fact that there were others outside of the scope of the seclusion of the light house who knew of her boy and would care for him if anything ever happened to her. She never wanted to leave him alone and unprotected.
"How is your mate, and your children?" Geneva asked, steering the conversation away from her. She was genuinely interested and felt sorry to have cut herself off from friends and allies. Her little family must be growing too. She could not think of the last time she had really talked to Pendzez, and she could not really recall the way that their children looked.
"Thank you so much, Xeris," the scarred woman said. She was very relieved to know that there was someone close by that she could turn to. Of course, she could turn to Jefferson. After she worked up the nerve to actually see him again. There was some comfort in the fact that there were others outside of the scope of the seclusion of the light house who knew of her boy and would care for him if anything ever happened to her. She never wanted to leave him alone and unprotected.
"How is your mate, and your children?" Geneva asked, steering the conversation away from her. She was genuinely interested and felt sorry to have cut herself off from friends and allies. Her little family must be growing too. She could not think of the last time she had really talked to Pendzez, and she could not really recall the way that their children looked.