Rising Sun Valley Wake me

“Listen, it wouldn’t be fair for me to remark on your relationship. But Reverie, I do know you shouldn’t have to change who you are just because someone else has a problem with it.” In fact, the idea of it was enough to rile. Her face caught half in consolation, the other in anger. Who was this “guy” that sought to change her? Fuck him.

Even if immediate inclination was to strike at perceived insolence, she had sense enough to shrewdly measure her phrasing. Her role was as a confidant, and not a savior. Reverie would partner as she saw fit. Clearly this one did good for her, in his way. Tauris looked at her muddy paws, then into the gold of Reverie’s eyes, lastly over the wide, out-flung gray of the sky.

“Though…I suppose there is no love without compromise. Maybe love is willingness to compromise. Maybe there is never a 'what is best now', only 'what is good enough, for now'.” She smiled wanly. “You are hurting. I think that is what love looks like.”