Hushed Willows tomorrow never comes until it's too late

He seemed unsettled. Mae squinted at him, unsure what to make of any of it. From what little she'd heard of the conversation prior, they hadn't been fighting. They'd been talking normally, which Mae hadn't really expected. Maybe Akavir was just surprised, too?

Either way, not her problem. Yeah, sure, She said after a moment, glancing in the direction Reverie had gone. Lilitu. Arielle. Names she'd never heard before, but her father offered them freely enough now. Mae couldn't say she was surprised to learn that he'd had children before her and her brothers. Disappointed, maybe, but she was beginning to learn that having children was just something people did. She still hadn't figured out why, but maybe they didn't know either. She wasn't sure she liked thinking about it anyway.

Maybe it was easier to focus on whatever weird drama followed her father. What'd she do to you? Mae questioned before he could say anything else, tone light with humor but equally demanding. Reverie wasn't exactly intimidating. But no one had ever really elaborated on what had happened between the two. Mae tried to picture Reverie kicking her father's ass and couldn't. It probably wasn't that simple anyway. Nothing ever was with her family.