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       So, that was how it was. Yuna’s reaction when he had asked was understandable. There were pieces of themselves that neither were ready to share, and having to divulge such a heavy subject… He did not need her to say anymore. “You should not have to apologize to me.” It had him that asked, and she had answered with nothing short of honesty. There was nothing more he could ask from her. To think that the father of her daughter had never been in her life, not even care about her… Waver shook his head, brows knitting together at how cruel humans could be to their own. Never would he have children, but if he did, they would have been treasured. 

       Handing folded in his lap, he looked down to his entwined fingers, growing pensive while he listened to Yuna. Had there been something he could within his power, he would have done it to ease the distance between her and her daughter. That would have been meddling in her business, something he knew wouldn’t have gone over well, but even with good intentions, he supposed it was better to keep things as they were. As Yuna leaned against him, Waver glanced down to her and exhaled softly, a little uncertain by the direction the conversation was taking. He had been content to talk about her, to listen to everything she would share, but when the tables were shifted, he stiffened, lips pursing. “I do not think there is anything about me that is worth mentioning,” he answered, biting back how hypocritical must have been for him to ask questions and yet be unwilling to talk about himself. “Anything about me would seem quite insignificant if I were to say.”

       “I thought you preferred not knowing more about each other…”

NOTICING THE CHANGE IN HIS EXPRESSION, Yuna wondered what was going through Waver’s mind in that moment. While her reaction had been exaggerated and she would not reveal too many details it did not  mean that response was warranted when he did nothing to offend her. Sighing as she rubbed her temples, for a second she hesitated from speaking again. ❝ No, I have to. You had no idea this topic would irritate me or that I would be bothered by this. ❞ Unfortunately for Waver, he chose a touchy topic for her, however, the slightest amount of information she was willing to reveal would not serve much for him. It was the minimum she could give out in order for others to understand that there was much more than she was willing to reveal, along with the fact that she hated that man. Ah.. much more would mean that Waver would understand what a horrible person she could be. ❝ All I can tell you is that if I were to meet him again, I would kill him myself. ❞ Once again.

       “I see…” It would seem that the topic of her daughter’s father was one he should avoid. He had no intention to pry into her life, especially not in a place where he didn’t belong. It did make him wonder, however; was the man alive? It was easy to assume as such by Yuna’s reply. That, or her daughter’s father was not in the picture. If that were the case, it posed many more questions he would never ask and keep to himself. “No doubt she is loved then. For you to make certain she is in safe hands while you and her are separated, it must have taken a toll on you to make those decisions.” Being the sole caretaker of a child and having to choose what to do despite wanting to be with them, he could only sympathize with her feelings.

       One day, perhaps. Perhaps he would be able to meet her daughter. He did not know how much time they had left with each other or when he would take his leave. It could have been years from now or tomorrow; time was as infinite as he liked to believe. Exhaling through his nose, Waver placed a hand upon Yuna’s head, gently ruffling her hair. “I only reacted as I had because you have never been open with me about your personal matters. Having a daughter… That is quite the detail to tell someone out of nowhere.” His hand fell away slowly, folding neatly in his lap. “But it does not bother me. I’m more concerned how you are unable to be with her when it is so evident that you miss her. No one should have to be away from their child.”  

YUNA REALIZED HER REACTION HAD NOT BEEN ADEQUATE in the slightest, as Waver’s question was a harmless one, without him having to know everything which transpired. Letting out a defeated sigh, she rubbed her temples, glancing from the corner of her eyes at Waver. She owed him no explanation, but at the very least, Yuna wanted to apologize for that rude response to a harmless question. It was not his fault that she was still irritated whenever that topic was brought up. ❝ ...I am sorry. You had no way to know that I would react this way. Uhm.. ❞ Although she mentioned having a daughter, these details were still something she was not willing to share. Allowing Waver to know too much at that point would make her uncomfortable, thus she pondered what things to say and which to still keep to herself. ❝ The thing is that he has never been in her life, so.. he does not really care about her. I apologize for my reaction.. ❞

  ‘      YOU CAN JOIN ME ,      `     the lancer suddenly speaks up as he detects the presence from near the doorway. without breaking his concentration while meditating his eyes remains closed as he continues speaking, ‘’ if you want. ‘’ / @explosivestorm

     YUNA WAS FREE TO keep her atrocious opinion in regards to his most godly cooking, and so, he had not said anything in concerns to it. After all, he had been making food for a while, although apparently it was not made for any kind of human consumption (or demigod consumption at that…probably animals too). He would reevaluate how he cooked in the future so when Yuna attempted to make him try what he had made, it would be so delicious that he could grin in her face and say, ‘you see that? I made this.’ That thought alone was enough to please him a great deal. Just being able to wipe that ‘look’ from her face was enough of a reward for his efforts. All he had to do was continue watching those rather fascinating cooking shows, be more mindful of what they said, and at least attempt to stick to the recipe rather than trying to do it his own elaborate way.

    That ridiculousness aside, there was much they needed to discuss about tonight’s failure. Ozymandias was unsure of whether it would be wise to do so after Yuna had sufficiently patched herself up and cleaned away blood that caked her skin, or if it was better to wait until tomorrow when her mind was refreshed and her spirit not as heavy. That was probably the best path to take as of right now. ❝No, we cannot forget that it happened. A loss transpired and we need to evaluate how we approach that Master in the future. There is no need to be ashamed of your defeat. You are alive, yes? Use that as fire to push yourself to destroy that mage in the future. You are lucky enough you were able to escape the situation with your life. We do not need a repeat in case they are our opponent again.❞ The Pharaoh respected Yuna’s desire to want to hide this entire incident away for the sake of pride, yet it was foolish to ignore what had happened just because it was embarrassing for her.

    This was not some tournament where everyone was trying to win a gold medal. This was a WAR and should be treated as such. Seti had taught him that failure was something a ruler should avoid; however, if it came to them, they needed to see why it happened and figure out how to keep it from happening again. ❝Anyway, that is fine. It is good even for one who is injured to get out of bed and stretch their legs every now and then. Bear in mind, though, that I will not allow you to wander too far from this residence until you are able to get around without issue. If I see even the slightest wince, you will return to your room.❞ His words were not up to debate and he made that rather clear with his tone. A Master she may be, but he was a king. He would not tolerate disobedience when he gave a command especially with her. ❝Do not give me that expression. This is all for your own good. You should be thanking me for being so attune to your feelings.❞ Or something like that…

    Regardless, she should be grateful.

AVOIDING ANY KIND OF DISCUSSION REGARDING HER defeat seemed a failure in itself. That kind of topic was something which Yuna wished not to carry in that moment, to forget for a short while and allow her thoughts settle, along with her emotions. Regardless of how composed she seemed, that humiliation was something which she would not forget, along with the thought of having shown Ramses quite a pathetic sight. Avoiding his gaze for an instant, she averted her eyes elsewhere, blinking slowly meanwhile biting her bottom lip, as if she had been caught redhanded doing something bad. Pinching the bridge of her nose, Yuna could only let out an exhausted and defeated sigh. Compared to him, she still failed at properly handling those kind of discussions and needed more time, yet... the more time she took, the more difficult it could be to listen. Admitting her fault in something was something Yuna struggled to admit openly, despite acknowledging it silently to herself. This time, nonetheless, it was something which she had to talk about, as it was beyond herself, as she needed Ramses’ help.

❝ I did not plan to forget it happened, Ramses. I simply did not want to talk about it. Unlike you, for me, admitting to someone else this is difficult. Like trying to breathe under water. ❞ Perhaps that comparison was an exaggeration, however it described perfectly how Yuna was feeling in that moment. That discussion was something which she struggled to hold, despite knowing it was an important one. Placing her hands into her lap, she glanced at them without raising her head to look at Ramses. Although it was still difficult, it was a bit better to pretend there was no one in the room, rather than just struggle to explain everything. At least this was she could be more at ease; but it did not mean Yuna was completely comfortable speaking about what just transpired. Even if it was just a bit easier than before, it still weighted heavily on her mind and it took a toll on her. ❝ But... haha, I lose again. I seriously cannot keep up with you, it is ridiculous. Give me a break, will you? I know I am still alive, however this all happened because I got too arrogant. I thought it would be easy. If I planned things more carefully, it could have been avoided, rather than just... be stupid and rush in. I should have planned it better, thought of it better and than act. I cannot forget this even if I want to, Ramses. Right now, all I can think off is that the next time I see this mage I will want to kill him, but... I need some time to cool off.. rushing like a fool again will just result in my early death. ❞