A testament to the beige female’s ignorance of deeper relationship came by way of the blank expression upon her face, when given both name and relationship of her host to whom she sought. Perhaps a word of understanding would have been better uttered, but the intimate bonds let alone the title of such things was limited to a few words at best. To her, ‘wife’ was a word as distant to her as ‘shark’ had once been. There were no relatable instances that she might fall back on, let alone visual cues to help give her a clearer understanding. There was only friend, comrade, ally, enemy, and mate. Limited, certainly, but concise all the same. Without responding to it further, she simply allowed her shoulders to roll as she hunched a little more forward, settling deeper into her slouch. Her tail came to drape around her paws in leisure. Her heavy lids falling somewhat to half-mast as she waited.
“I do not understand the relevance,” she informed her host and candidly, having adopted a word she had heard her prior lead use once before. Her voice remained at its soft octave whilst speaking. Either he was able to visit with her now and continue their training, or she would need to wait for longer until the time suited him. How the nature of their engagement fit into it was absent from her comprehension.
“I am patient,” she continued. “If he requires more time to finish his tasks, then I am willing to wait. Enough time has passed that more would not discourage me.” |