knock knock whos there

Recluse did not know what had happened between her aunt and the warlord but she had more than enough reason to figure it wasn't anything to endear her to Sirius or his wife. She watched the woman carefully, though her smile softned as Zeitgeist congratulated her. It was a strange feeling, hearing anyone older than herself seem to recognize her, awakening an old ache she'd long learned to ignore. What would it had been like if she'd been born to anyone but the Klein family? Would she still be plagued the nagging doubt, the fear that she was fundamentally unlovable? Would she know where she belonged? Would she have never doubted her place? Recluse did her best not to dwell on those questions, even as the woman's kind words suddenly drudged them back up.

"It's more than I was expecting." She said honestly. Her tone softer than she intended, the edge of her worry creeping into her tone. "I meant to come speak to you or Sirius before the move but things went much faster than I would have thought." She said dipping her head, feeling the confidence move back over her, a familiar mask.


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