Invidie

As she spoke she saw the shock start to cross Bowen's face, the way her eyes widened till they were by far the largest feature on her face, how her mouth hung open, it all confused Briar to know end. By the time she was done with her little spiel she was looking at Bowen with equal confusion. It didn't click in her mind that this was all news to the smaller ivory and copper woman until she seemed to grow thoughtful and then just gave her a single question. Excuse me, what? It finally dawned on her and it was her turn to stand there in stunned silence. "Oh... Oh he hasn't talked to you about it yet... Oh shit, I'm sorry, fuck," she apologized as her ears fell back against her head in embarrassment. She had tried to be extra polite and civil since she hadn't been sure what Bowen's thoughts on her were and she was just trying to keep the peace, but now that cracked as she realized she had revealed Artorias' feelings perhaps before he was ready to address them. The way he had talked about her Briar had assumed that he would have taken advantage of the new freedom he was given as soon as he could, but she had clearly misjudged.

She sighed, glancing for a moment back toward the infirmary door and then to Bowen again, giving her an apologetic look. "I'm sorry, I... I just figured he would have told you by now or done something." She hesitated, wondering if she should really be telling her something that should honestly come from Art himself, but now she had opened the can of worms so she felt like she had to at least explain her part in all of this. "When he came to Armada to bring some supplies he talked to me about the feelings he had for you and how he was having a hard time with it so I told him that as long as he let me know who he was sleeping with and kept it to only the wolves he really cared about he could do that and we could stay together. I um... I'm sorry you found out like this." Her stood there uncertainly for a moment before giving a little nod back to the infirmary. "Do you want to come back in? Art wants you there and I'm sure he'd rather explain this himself."

"Briar Fatalis"