#unhappycuttingwit

“Ah!” she gasped, waking up from that same nightmare again. Seeing villages burning down, children screaming… It still haunted her from time to time even though they were safe in the past.

Thinking that a walk and a nice wash of her face could do her some good, she got up and started to walk away from the camp… until she heard a familiar voice.

“Can’t I go out for a walk? It’s none of your business where I go.” she huffed, almost… glad that Lucina was worried about her like this.

The redhead glanced up then looked away from her, unsure of what to really do. “…why are you up anyways? Don’t you need to get some sleep?” Yeah, great conversation starter Severa.

There was something about chastising Severa for being awake at this hour while she was also awake, but sleep was hard for Lucina. Not all the time, but nightmares always laid on the edges of her sleep. Nightmares of very real events. Still, she didn’t think it was a good idea for Severa to be leaving camp, no matter why she was awake. 

“It might not be my business, but you shouldn’t go wandering away from camp in the middle of the night. What if something happened?” Things were safer here, relatively, but that didn’t mean it was free of danger. 

“What if I want my mother to be proud of me?”

     Hearing his daughter’s rather negative response only prompts for a firm frown to play on the strategist’s lips, shooting the girl a look of concern in place of his stern look prior to hearing her explain herself. Robin was aware of how...moody his child could be at times, but never had he witnessed her say such awful and self-destructive things about herself. Not so casually, at least. It makes the white-haired man believes there is a deeper problem here--that the girl is upset for a reason or reason more than just having to do something she does not particularly want to. After all, it almost sounded like the girl was frustrated with someone or someone, and that was perhaps just coming out as anger. Either way, her reaction does nothing but make the young father instantly believe there is something wrong with his child, and that her less than friendly reaction is her way of telling him this. Whether or not she realized it, however, remained as up in the air as how he thought he should go about this.

   “Of course I need you, Severa--you’re my daughter, and I love you dearly,”

     The frown playing on his lips only deepens, his dark brown gaze looking over the girl with only the most genuine concern a parent could have for their child. The man then takes a step or so closer to her, placing one of his hands gently on the girl’s cheek, holding the side of her face in his palm in both an act of affection, and to try and redirect all of her attention unto him. There was something more wrong with her--the young man could feel it. Was it something he had done? Or was it something Severa had been repressing for however long now? Robin didn’t know, but he did know he wants to find out.

“ Luna! There you are! I see you came back from some shopping. Next time you go, I want you to take me with you. No objections.” Camilla chimes, almost excited to see what her adorable retainer bought for herself. “ What did you buy this time? ”

Hinoka had abandoned her attempts to wear as much clothing as Xander did. She’d settled on an overcoat and, of course, the thorny crown that rested uncomfortably upon her head. She was so used to the weight of a heavy sun-like crown being on her shoulders that this light circlet on her head was just alien.