Ouroboros Spine Choices

Angel saw her chance to take a nibble of food, stealing from the plate if she had to. She needed something to chew on, was all, so that she could really think about her answer before she had to respond.

So Rosa went first. She thought Valiant was fine. Angel chewed slowly while she thought about what she would say, stretching out the silence too long, really.

"I think..." she began, hesitating. She thought about her father, suddenly. He might come home tomorrow. Worse, he might come home a month from now, when Raindrop had already... moved on... Or, worst of all, he might never come home, and they might wait for him all for naught.

"He's fine," Angel went on. "I mean — he's good. I like him. He taught me a lot. He's... Yeah. Good."

She stole a worried look at her mother. Could she truly be thinking about giving up? Could Angel truly support her? She suppose she had been all this time, even if it was hard to confront it now that it might be coming to pass.

"Why?" she asked, her voice very small.