It was obvious the younger Destruction was not as enthralled as Myth was, or at least it should have been but Myth was too wrapped up in her own joy to really notice. So when Harmony spoke it came with a slight shock and a brief flash of pain across the mud colored woman's face. Why couldn't she be excited too? Wasn't it great that they had found each other, that they were so closely related? Her mood would dampen some, tail dropping but still wagging a bit as it hung limply behind her. "So-" She started, then hesitated before committing fully. "So how is your mother?" The word felt weird, Lyric was a mother... Lyric was a mother?
"I haven?t seen her for about a year now?" It was more observation than anything else, her voice having grown solemn. So much had happened in that year... so much?
