Moonspear Lose myself tonight

"One of a kind, definitely," Wraen agreed, remembering fondly her mother's face, where old age and time had left their marks and the kind, but tired dusky-jade eyes. For one wild moment she wanted to leave right there and then to return and see her again, tell of all the adventures she had had, people she had met and lessons she had learned. But this was not possible, Wraen did not know, how Osprey was doing or whether she was still alive, and selfishly she wanted to remember her mom as just the same the day she had set out in the world, than see, how she had changed now.

"Do you sometimes think about your parents and siblings?" she asked, knowing well that this was a very personal question and that Charon could always opt not to answer it.