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Hemlock was almost bashful when she spoke, while she was an emotional woman she wasn't prone to openly talking about those emotions. She smiled gently at Tapat, giving a little nod his question. "You can - it does not mean that it happens that way. And usually it does not." Hemlock admitted. She gave a soft sigh, pondering for a moment. How exactly did you explain how love was? How complex it could be? "This isn't the first time I have loved - my first husband died last year in the winter. A cougar attacked and he gave his life to save ours." Hemlock said without a waver to her tone, trying to keep herself together for the sake of not upsetting Tapat, and, not upsetting herself. 

"But Teaghlaigh still took me in, even after I had followed the cougar and killed it." Hemlock was grateful too, every day. "That is where my scars came from." She explained. "And Lotte and Arturo - they mean so much to me." She admitted, watching to see his reaction. "Love is...complicated. I cannot even understand it. I would just say....enjoy it. No matter what, enjoy it."