Like going home

Based on the look Sakana gave when she mentioned the verbena and sage, she wouldn't be able to take these ones immediately, but at least she now knew where they grew so could come and get more when she wasn't being watched by so many worrying eyes. Her nostrils flared when he mentioned her not-husband by title, but she appreciated the delicacy he was showing for her current fragile (like a bomb, not a flower) state. She allowed her bags to be packed and prepared to make her way to the waters edge when Deluge removed her cargo. She would have fought under other circumstances, but she knew she still wasn't at her best, and they had a long swim ahead of them to get home. She rolled her eyes, who was supposed to be the mother here? But a quiet part of her heart was also proud of her daughter for stepping up. She would be off forging her own path soon. Perhaps, Modesty could handle being doted on by her child, just this once.

“Speech.”