Sun Mote Copse What a fool believes

He made a remark about the fake constellation she'd named, and it seemed then that he was prepared for this. Maybe he hadn't expected for Nellie to turn up- and maybe he'd expected that Niamh would somehow never find out that her daughter was either alive, or that she'd been living with the Frosthawks. Either way, he'd made a decision which had essentially meant that he'd not only witheld information from her, but which had perpetuated a very painful belief. She gritted her teeth and still avoided eye contact with him. "One in the same, really," She gritted through her teeth, intending for him to believe that he was not only a liar, but a coward too. That was fine with her. 

He gave his excuses, which she wasn't really ready to hear or believe. Keeping promises was one thing- but keeping hurtful lies was another. She gritted her teeth and it took every bit of resolve that she had to keep herself from punishing him physically. When he defended his decision she shrugged. The fact that he really believed he'd done the right thing really hurt her. "Your choice," She said simply, but she didn't find that satisfying enough. She wanted to spit so many other assusations at him- but she wanted him to really egg it out of her.