Bittersweet

Feeling inconsequential was equal parts terrifying and comforting; while it was hard to feel like she was being weighed down with more pressure than she knew how to withstand, it was just as hard to feel like nothing she did mattered. As a child she had hoped to be an integral part of her family, serving them and their God to the best of her ability - but here she was, doing what felt like nothing at all, and it was honestly tearing her up inside. At least Pyrrhic was a welcome distraction. Somehow, spending time with her family members made her feel less like she was wallowing in her own self-doubt.

"A pleasant surprise indeed," Thalia agreed, her smile lifting slightly. Spending time with her cousin would certainly lighten her mood, she was certain of that... or at least it'd be a good enough distraction. Her gaze drifted to the spear he was working on, intrigued by it. She knew little to nothing about crafting, and the realization made her feel a sudden jolt of anxiety. She was so behind in everything... why hadn't she been training harder? "I'd love to join you. What's that you're working on?" She had nowhere to be, but she wasn't about to tell him that and remind herself of how listless she felt lately.