As she looked towards the father of the children of her belly she couldn't help but notice as Othello slowly, and almost awkwardly standing up with no warning. Not even stopping to say goodbye she would turn from Isolde. She would feel her heart tear as the woman walked away, and gathering the strength she could she would call out her her as she went. "Thank you, Othello." She would then find she needed to lay her head on her paws. She was so tired.
Soliloquy would question her, but her mind was too fuzzy to really explain. She needed to rest, just as Othello had said. Maybe he would think about them as she slept, but for some reason she had to doubt it. "Names..." She would trail off exhaustedly, if he wanted to press the issue its possible he could have kept her awake, but with Othello's simple order it was not likely.
"Speech"
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