Bearclaw Valley reliance

She blinks, taken by surprise at the sudden admission. Although upon a moment's reflection, hasn't this conversation been leading to this very idea? Sif's anxiety around the marriage and her place in it seem to be causing her significant pain, and Poet understands better than most the need to remove oneself from a complicated situation.

She swallows hard, reconciling her own rush of emotion at the thought of her sister-wife leaving, and nods, stepping forward to quietly rest her head on Sif's shoulder for a moment, should she be allowed. It's more intimacy than she's allowed herself thus far with the girl, despite their frequent touches, and she has to take a moment to collect her breath again before she pulls away. "We'll see each other again, I'm sure," Poet says softly, "do what you need to do, cariss."