05-25-2021, 09:13 AM
Vastra only has herself to blame for the way Svedka is pressed up against her one moment and then moving back so that their eyes meet. The sparkling on her coat and wings fades when she hears the tightness in his voice. She’d wanted to tell him, of course - he deserved to know about their children. She just had set her mind on other things while they stood in this glittering pool of water.
She tries to think about how she would have felt, if she hadn’t been there for Brunhilde or Chel. It surely would have filled her with rage and guilt. She doesn’t see any anger in Svedka’s brilliant gaze, though she almost wishes there was some. Vastra knew how to react to anger - she could meet it with her own. She wouldn’t even need to think about it, and those are her favourite interactions.
“You should have been.” She agrees, a little too forcefully - but like her bite, she follows it with something softer. She tries to pretend she knows how to offer comfort when it is not something she’s known - though it comes a little easier when he closes the gap between them again and she can brush a gentle touch against his skin again. Nothing needy about the action this time. “But I… I don’t hold it against you, Svedka.”
She hadn’t known until now that he had a good excuse for not being around, but now that she knows he had not just been avoiding her and the girls she will not hold onto a grudge. Her anger lingers but she doesn’t yet realize that it is because she had missed him, not for anything else. And since she doesn’t know what to do with that feeling, it gets pushed into anger like so many of the other emotions she does not know how to deal with.
Vastra had wanted him to meet the twins, that was why she had given birth to them here. That was all she was going to ask of him, and she would not have minded if he did not want more. When he could not be found, she had stayed without thinking about it.
The idea that she had been waiting for Svedka to return is not one Vastra can handle so she brushes it aside and pretends it does not exist.
“Of course you can meet them. Their names are Ciroc and Sundari - both girls. Both blue.” She says this with a grin when she twists her head to lip at the blue streaks of his hair, and that damned sparkling returns. “They’re about two now…” She isn’t sure whether this is something he knows already, or if time had moved differently for him. It doesn’t bother her, that time, but she does not want it to be a shock when he sees them for the first time and discovers only then that they are practically grown.
For all her attempts at kindness, Vastra doesn’t give much time to let that settle in before asking “Do you want to go now?”
She tries to think about how she would have felt, if she hadn’t been there for Brunhilde or Chel. It surely would have filled her with rage and guilt. She doesn’t see any anger in Svedka’s brilliant gaze, though she almost wishes there was some. Vastra knew how to react to anger - she could meet it with her own. She wouldn’t even need to think about it, and those are her favourite interactions.
“You should have been.” She agrees, a little too forcefully - but like her bite, she follows it with something softer. She tries to pretend she knows how to offer comfort when it is not something she’s known - though it comes a little easier when he closes the gap between them again and she can brush a gentle touch against his skin again. Nothing needy about the action this time. “But I… I don’t hold it against you, Svedka.”
She hadn’t known until now that he had a good excuse for not being around, but now that she knows he had not just been avoiding her and the girls she will not hold onto a grudge. Her anger lingers but she doesn’t yet realize that it is because she had missed him, not for anything else. And since she doesn’t know what to do with that feeling, it gets pushed into anger like so many of the other emotions she does not know how to deal with.
Vastra had wanted him to meet the twins, that was why she had given birth to them here. That was all she was going to ask of him, and she would not have minded if he did not want more. When he could not be found, she had stayed without thinking about it.
The idea that she had been waiting for Svedka to return is not one Vastra can handle so she brushes it aside and pretends it does not exist.
“Of course you can meet them. Their names are Ciroc and Sundari - both girls. Both blue.” She says this with a grin when she twists her head to lip at the blue streaks of his hair, and that damned sparkling returns. “They’re about two now…” She isn’t sure whether this is something he knows already, or if time had moved differently for him. It doesn’t bother her, that time, but she does not want it to be a shock when he sees them for the first time and discovers only then that they are practically grown.
For all her attempts at kindness, Vastra doesn’t give much time to let that settle in before asking “Do you want to go now?”
VASTRA
@[Svedka]