Pa-- [Rinea's head turns sharply to regard Somnus with surprise, eyes wide and mouth parted. Passed? Somnus is dead? Well-- he stands before her now, the proof of his life obvious in the heat of skin against her own. But then--]
I, I see. I am sorry to have asked such a cruel question.
[--Then, he is just like her.
Rinea falls silent, her gaze dropping away. Her head buzzes with the implications of his admission. When he was cursed, and raged at her-- that she caused him to forget his family-- this, then, was that family? If he recognizes the births of his descendants, plural, how long has he been deceased? Does he mourn for his family so greatly it anchored him to the mortal plane? And where does his brother fit into it? Would she even dare to ask?
...Still... for all of the questions Somnus's reply leaves her with, it does at least provide one answer.]
...I did think you seemed quite practiced. [With their little bear ward. She chances a smile again, small and fond.] I am beginning to understand the origin of your kindness.
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I, I see. I am sorry to have asked such a cruel question.
[--Then, he is just like her.
Rinea falls silent, her gaze dropping away. Her head buzzes with the implications of his admission. When he was cursed, and raged at her-- that she caused him to forget his family-- this, then, was that family? If he recognizes the births of his descendants, plural, how long has he been deceased? Does he mourn for his family so greatly it anchored him to the mortal plane? And where does his brother fit into it? Would she even dare to ask?
...Still... for all of the questions Somnus's reply leaves her with, it does at least provide one answer.]
...I did think you seemed quite practiced. [With their little bear ward. She chances a smile again, small and fond.] I am beginning to understand the origin of your kindness.