[thancred is on the right track, allowing wanda's own grieving to remain where it needs to be: acknowledged, but dormant. to stir the cauldron further might just remove her from good intentions and have her consider what ifs, regrets, inconsolable futures with little within for her.
the presentβthat's easier. especially when it deals with someone she is intrinsically connected to; someone she considers a friend, more so than a friend, perhaps. a home to go to in this world.]
We met in the farm β as people do in Solvunn. I asked her if I could live with her. She's... lost some people, being here? And I, [well, she sighs lightly] I also didn't want to be alone.
[she smiles, a small upturning of her lips.]
An adventurer?
[her hands pull away just slightly from him, grateful for the allowance of the contact, but deeming now their headaches and nausea properly under control.]
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the presentβthat's easier. especially when it deals with someone she is intrinsically connected to; someone she considers a friend, more so than a friend, perhaps. a home to go to in this world.]
We met in the farm β as people do in Solvunn. I asked her if I could live with her. She's... lost some people, being here? And I, [well, she sighs lightly] I also didn't want to be alone.
[she smiles, a small upturning of her lips.]
An adventurer?
[her hands pull away just slightly from him, grateful for the allowance of the contact, but deeming now their headaches and nausea properly under control.]