Sun Mote Copse What a fool believes

Haughtily, she refused to believe that he was admitting to losing his feelings for her just because she'd come up to him in a tiff- because he'd done something wrong! Of course, it was her oversight that it was something that she perceived to be wrong, and that that didn't make it a universal truth. While Phox had conviction and self-worth, Niamh something along those lines too- except where her self-confidence came from was a place of entitlement and selfishness, and she did not like being told that she was doing things wrong. 

So she snorted. Also, being a wolf who was inclined toward selective hearing, she naturally only really clung onto the parts of his speech that pissed her off the most. So, while she did at least allow him to finish speaking (only one of her minor flaws which has been corrected to date), she had kept a list of things she wanted to address, and then set them out before him with a tone of contempt. 

"First off-" 

But then she clamped her mouth shut. She could just lust off everything she'd interpreted wrong, as she had originally planned. She fumed. That wouldn't make her feel any better, and Niamh wanted, more than anything, to wean some sort of apology, or sign of regret out of him. That was what she wanted. She was quiet for a few moments, before she exhaled darkly. 

"I keep my promises. You better fuckin' believe that." She admitted ruefully. "But I ain't gonna lie an' let someone believe their child is dead when I know they're not." She said. She focused her energy on him intently. "The only reason I'd do that, is if I thought the kid was better off away from their mother. For good. Nellie made the mistake of thinkin' that, but she's a child. You....You shoulda known better." She said. "And you should'na lied to me after you said you cared about me."