❛ yer on good terms with yer ma , right ? how'd ya do it ? i'm tryin' my best with my ma, but it's jus' not workin'. ❜
the rag that dances across his blade comes to an abrupt halt as he looks up , brows knitting together at the question . there is silence on his end the thought that his friends were struggling to reconnect with their parents had not occurred to him . ❛ …honestly ? there wasn’t much i did do . it just … happened . ❜ he sets his sword aside now , turning so that he faces his companion . ❛ we talked . i told her about this and that , you know . the little things . nothing serious . she’d ask me questions , i’d answer . from there , everything fell into place . ❜ inigo studies him for a few long seconds before cracking a small , sympathetic smile . ❛ you know … i get this sounds rich coming from someone it worked out for so quickly , but it does take time . our circumstances aren’t normal ones . hell , our parents are probably as weirded out as we are . maribelle’ll come around . in the meantime though , why not join her for tea ? she seems to like that . and if things don’t go swimmingly , i’d be more than happy to tag along and help break the ice . what do you say ? ❜