[back in their room! waner is looking through the belongings that are still here in her room, reorganizing some things while her chao grips a pillow and keeps bapping at her ankles with it impishly.
[she also has a naughty chao so it is also running around causing chaos.]
...They are a lot. I've gotten used to them, but.
[also her stuff is pretty neat and tidy but shadowheart's stuff has spread out a lot, she's got like a ton of books and potted plants now and a bed that the owlbear is sleeping on sorry he sleeps inside now.]
[her chao starts to run over to bap the owlbear with a pillow, but waner leans down to pluck the pillow out of its hands. it sticks its tongue out at her and runs under the bed to sulk.]
[smiling at her slightly, a little flicker of warmth.]
...Thank you. [looking around their little room, which was frankly kind of depressing with waner's stuff still here but which she tried to fill with nice things anyway.] It's a bit odd. I think the version of me you knew, it was only a few weeks ago, but I don't know if I'm really the same person anymore.
I was so guarded, particularly with someone I was sharing quarters with.
It's natural to be guarded with someone you don't know well, isn't it? Especially when you are sharing quarters with them because of extenuating circumstances, and not by your own choice.
...it is not as though I was especially open with you either.
[waner's chao has now busied itself with trying to jump up and snatch back the pillow she'd confiscated from it. she lifts it out of the little creature's reach.]
...is it too late to try to be a little more open now, do you think? We have so little time left.
I wouldn't mind getting to know one another better.
[though it's weird to just announce that you will, it takes her a second to think of what she'll say.]
I was raised by a cult worshipping a very dark and frightening goddess, I was trained to want to become one of her warriors. But by the time I came here... I had already disobeyed her and had been discarded by her. I only wasn't ready to admit it or to think about what could come next. So I stubbornly tried to cling to those Sharran ways.
[there is so much to unpack there. waner blinks for a moment, taking that in, and then nods.]
It can be... incredibly difficult to live in a way that is at odds with the way you have been raised. Even if you weren't ready to admit it at first, you still did end up taking that step in the end... I think that takes a lot of courage.
[she's a little flustered at that, but warm feelings anyway.]
I thank you, but... I don't know about my own courage. I was lucky to have been forced to confront these things by people who wouldn't let me look away from it. [she'll always owe elysia in particular for ratshaking her so hard over it.]
[well. shadowheart has shared her life story and waner supposes it's only fair if she shares hers, since this is supposed to be a two-way street...]
...my father claimed he was in love with my mother but married her sister, and then brought me and my mother into his household while promising to make my mother his wife and to acknowledge me as his daughter when I was fifteen. Instead he made her his concubine, allowed my half-sister to torment us, and then when she set my mother up and framed her for having an affair, he beat my mother and she advised me to run away and convince a nobleman to marry me so my father couldn't mistreat her anymore. ...only the man who promised to marry me made me his concubine instead.
[it sounds kind of petty and soap-opera dramatic in comparison.]
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