Hushed Willows vergnügen

[Narrow]Seabreeze had held the patience of a saint over the past few months, and she just felt worn down by Mali's consistent desire to ruin more or less any inkling of positivity to come her way. 

Mali, she says tiredly with a sorrowful glance, towards the stranger that reads i'm sorry you have to sit through this. I understand you're frustrated.  But you've never, not once, tried to talk to me about it.  So long as you want to throw a tantrum like a child, you'll be treated like a child. If he wanted to grow up and voice his concerns in the many peaceful avenues she had offered, he could.  But she would no longer stand for this.  I would be willing to speak with you after this man leaves.  Speaking of which.

I'm sorry.  He lost his mother.  We are trying to work through it.  She takes in a breath. Back to business.  We absorbed them, she says plainly.  They were low of number, so we offered them shelter and protection. She should really go on about how they're a sanctuary but shes tired and her player is kn mobile so.....