The Heart Wants What It Wants

*Memento Mori* · 11-22-2022, 04:47 PM

Artorias did not take long to arrive at Memento’s side. He greeted her warmly, his smile welcome, and returned by one of her own. “And you, Artorias,” She told him, falling into step beside the alpha as he started their walk around the fountain. Memento Mori didn’t mind walking as they went, in fact, it would make the talk a bit easier, at least for her. She knew her decision already, and it wasn’t a bad one, but still, getting her feelings out honestly wasn’t something she had a lot of practice with. She could use the walk to shift her attention a little, and hopefully distract from the awkwardness of it all.

“I have been. The Hallows was nothing at all what I was expecting, but so much more. I’ve never felt safer, nor have I ever seen my companions smiling so much. Even Jacques, if you can believe it.” The maned woman chuckled softly at this. For all the jackal’s grumps, he seemed to be at peace when they were within the castle. They had finally found themselves at home, and at peace with themselves as they lived among the Hallow’s members. She had even met one of Briar and Artorias’ children, getting to know the youngster a little as he made one of his maps.

“I’ve been enjoying staying here too. I finally feel like I belong somewhere.” Meme lifted her gaze, turning it toward the Aegis. “...and so, I would like to ask for a place here officially, and call the Hallows as my permanent home. I would also like to offer my skills as a tutor for the young ones. I have some fighting knowledge, and will gladly go to arms if need be, but I’d prefer to be a teacher of the crafting arts rather than a fighter if given a choice.” Memento gave a small smile. “I… I feel like this is the right path for me. The path where I’ll be happiest… you know? Oh! I’ll be happy to do more patrols with Ezra as well, during downtime. The last one we went on was quite enjoyable.”

"Talk, 'Think.'

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