Northstar Vale The habits of my heart

At first, his words made her feel better. She didn't know if this was because it was simply him, or the meaning behind it, but it really did. But she was developing the bad habit of seeing the bad in things. Naivety had had her in its grasp for quite a while, but she had taken a stumble. She frowned then, averting her eyes to the water. His apprentice, a big sister... a good daughter. She listed with a sigh. She sought his gaze again, if only to make her question feel more serious. Is i' true tha holdin' on might cause more pain than lettin' go?

A strangled chuckle spilled, a sort of snort. He nevah liked mah wanderin' 'bout. She said, scooting closer. Though she had not noticed it before, she felt cold. She frowned, thinking things over one last time. I dun't think I wanna go back... She admitted softly.