Moonspear i hope you dance

She could only offer a tight, fleeting smile at her father’s quips. She couldn’t do jokes any more than she could do small talk right now. Pie’s face settled back into an expression of grim disquiet as he lauded her for her similarities to Sialuk. Although she appreciated the accolades, she could only look away, blinking silver from her eyes.

Okay, she blurted softly, not sure what else to say other than, I need time, taataa.

Go, her suddenly pained expression seemed to beg. Not to be confused with, Go away. Tiuttuk hoped he understood that. She hoped her taataa knew she was proud of him too. That she loved him fiercely. Which was what made this so damn difficult for her.