Noctisardor Bypass kids are sad, the sky is blue, there are monsters in the spare bedroom

as long as we have each other.
heda supposed that there was nothing that could stand against such a sentiment, and she tried to embrace it with all of her.
it meant trusting druid to watch over the parts of heda she could not see herself, a role that she had assumed that caracal would always have; she found it hard to reconcile the two.
"you can find love again," she ventured. "when they're older, when you feel more ready. and love doesn't have to mean kids," heda even volunteered, despite the fact that it had always been that way for her.