remember when...

It all sounds kinda empty, but what else should she expect from the emotionally constipated man she chose? And maybe that was what stung the most, she chose him above all others, but it seemed like he didn't think she was enough. Enough to share his burdens with, enough to support him. Sure, she liked when things were easy but she liked it more when she felt useful, fuck she'd even gone hunting, urgh, as much as she hated it, because it was better than sitting on her ass after being locked away for so long. “I chose you. What I want doesn't matter if you don't want it too, but know, I will not share you.” She allowed some of her exhaustion to seep into her response. “And I won't risk my children for any more strays or surprise litters. It's fucking disrespectful. If more show up, I will start killing them.” and probably feeding them to the ones that bought them into the world if she was honest with herself. There was no opportunity for misunderstanding her stance on that matter. They weren't a fucking orphanage and resources had a limit.

“I want to support you Gil, I really do. But if you choose her...” she'd fucking burn it all to the ground. “then I won't stay... Until you make up your mind, I'll be on the Archipelago.” She didn't expect an answer right now, but she wouldn't wait forever.

“Speech.”