Emberwood and it hurts my soul

imaginging the two of them meeting was bittersweet. bhediya somewhat regretted the suggestion soon after giving it. on one hand, it was important that easy felt integrated, like a real member of their family. that required she actually know the family that she was joining. 

but on the other, bhe wondered, what if easy saw pygmalion for who he was? what if she assumed that she was the same? i'm a way, she was. that's her, yeah. pygmalion didn't have to admit to his wandering for bhediya to remember them. his scent was imprinted in her memory, often carried by the winter winds. 

i'm glad that i've found her, or that she found me. i thought i'd never see any of my children again.