Moonspear call on me, call me

Hydra listened to Kukutux with an ache in her heart. She knew the truth in her heart, and she could deny it no more. I believe you were right. You think he loved her? she inquired with rapt interest, a coy little smile toying at the edge of her lips. It was a nice thought. Better than utter betrayal, at least. What makes you think so? she invited openly, tail swaying behind her with a step in her direction. 

Would that not be nice? And better than what Hydra was faced with? Less stress, to be sure, to think that Arcturus was there and in love rather than plotting her death. Knowing him, it was still hard to be certain when he had done something so completely out of left field to her. Unlike him, to every degree.