Sing this lovesick melody

Azzurra wasn’t necessarily surprised by Balthier telling her that he didn’t know what their next move should be. She certainly didn’t know what to do and had really based everything she did off of what Balthier wanted. She had no strong ties to Abaven and the ties she did have weren’t pleasant ones besides the fact that she barely even knew her other siblings so when he wanted to leave there was absolutely no hesitation in joining him in that. It wasn’t until the night that they fought and she was left realizing just how dependent she was on him that she had any kind of regret or worry that maybe she had made the wrong choice. At the end of the day she didn’t know if she’d be any better off staying in Abaven without him, but she felt like maybe if she had she’d have more options.

She didn’t respond right away when he asked if she would like to find another pack to live in. One part of her that had always craved the freedom they now had wanted to say no, especially not when they were just beginning to delve into their explorations and training, but on the other hand she wondered if this was really the kind of freedom she wanted. She still felt like a burden on him. She wasn’t fully capable on her own yet, wasn’t able to defend herself or properly hunt for herself. Without him she might as well give up and die. If they were in a pack there was at least the chance that there would be food stores for her to eat from if she needed to and other wolves she could learn from so she wouldn’t have to cling to Balthier so tightly. "Maybe," she finally replied after a long moment of consideration. "It could be good for us… if we can find a place we like better than Abaven." She didn’t want to settle for somewhere necessarily, but she was open to the idea if it could keep her from being a burden on him and could give her a bit more independence.

"Azzurra"