Kintla Flatlands This woman is my destiny

Luke bobbed his head gently. "I understand," he said, and he genuinely did. Luke could not sympathize having never gone through that experience - he had left on his own accord, departing from two dedicated and loving parents - but he could empathize. "And I know it's not easy," he continued. Luke had certainly learned to live more in the moment, but it was not without continued effort did he keep himself collected and happy in this lifestyle. If he was shaken from his nonchalance he had to take a few moments and focus to regain his balance.

"I can imagine how hard that was and still is to swallow. But holding on to bitterness and anger hurts you, and only you." Luke's lips twitched into a brief but gentle smile, his gaze warm upon Saena. Perhaps she could not forgive Peregrine right now, or ever, and that was okay, but if she could allow herself the peace of not harboring those negative emotions, she would better off for it. Luke felt he had said enough, however, perhaps too much. "I hope I am not smothering you in my cheesy wisdoms," he chuckled softly. "I may not know you well but I feel for your hurt."