Redsand Canyon welcome to the darkside

Ruenna nodded, accepting Aquene's logic that the fight was no fault of hers, despite her approaching heat. And yet, in almost the same breath, Aquene took the blame onto herself, stating that she should have requested Kallik's word that he wouldn't act rashly. Wasn't that just like two women, to jump at the chance to assume the blame when when it was the men who actually made the mistake? 

"Oh Aquene, you couldn't have known this would happen. How about this: I won't blame myself if you don't blame yourself either." There was warmth and just a touch of humor in her gaze.

Ruenna's expression would take on a look of knowingness as Aquene spoke of a young soldier's instincts. She knew very well that the soldiers could get rowdy, and they were especially likely to turn on one another when there was no common enemy towards which they could direct their energy. Not that Ruenna wanted war, but it would help sort out everyone's loyalties, she felt. 

Aquene suggested she go to her suite to await the delivery, and Ruenna nodded resolutely. "Thank you, Aquene."  She would then take her leave, and she would not walk Mereo's grounds again until her heat had passed. 

Exiting Rue. Feel free to fade and/or archive!