Esti didn't expect such a reaction from Ashmedai. Her bouncy, bubbly Ashmedai. Her hear would drop. Oh shit, he was serious. Hearing his voice, Esti turned, eyes wide. She crept into the brush for a better view, thinking it might not be best to interfere between "Valentine's son" and "Valentines..." whatever Rhythm was at this point. Esti crouched, ready to intercept him if something happened. Rhythm might go get hurt on her own, but there was no way she was going to let Ashmedai fall to that kind of action. Did he have something like that in him? Was he able to attack a pregnant female? She really, really hoped not. Something in his anger frightened the titan woman. She had never seen the boy so shaken. The boy who bawled when she told him he couldn't marry Cascade. He had never become so angry. He yelled and threw a fit and them he did it. He called Rhythm evil. Esti sucked in a breath and held it. She was honestly surprised. Eventually he ran off and Esti didn't know who to feel more sorry for. She decided she should probably apologize to Rhythm later. It wasn't her intention to have the boy upset at her. A part of her thought Ashmedai would have been happy and that it might settle some of his uneasiness about the woman. Gods knew she wasn't a good role model for how to deal with feelings and she didn't think he would ask his father. How did this get so serious? Rhythm got up and started on her own way. Esti could only figure she was either going to cry or tattle to Valentine. The breath she had been holding hissed out between her teeth, ending in an audible groan as Esti slowly rolled and close her eyes. The world was shit.
Esti wouldn't return home. She turned to the battlefield. She decided Ashmedai needed some time to himself to think and she didn't need to interfere with that. Her boy was growing up, and growing up is hard.
