fragile minds

Chip chuckled softly at her response; of course she had. She was a better person for spilling the blood of someone so cruel. Ah, we'll find Chi. Eventually. He murmured, in agreement. He was worried, but Shaerana was right. He was Chi's father. And he'd stop at nothing until she was home again.

And then Shae was trying to reject the idea of staying with the clan. I've sheltered far worse from their demons. She claimed she was a murderer, and he scoffed softly. Where you see a murderer, I see someone practicing self-defense.

Her fingers traced his cheek, and he smiled down at her. I've missed you too. He leaned into her touch, humming softly as she continued to refuse the offer.

Let me tell you about Carasson... Carasson is my First, and for a while, we're not certain how long, Carasson was possessed by a shard of Falon'din. He tried to kill me a handful of times, came close to succeeding twice. Chip's voice is soothing, as if he's telling her a children's bedtime story. Carasson is my boyfriend, even today, after all of those misdeeds. Though things were strained.

They both had their trauma from it; Carasson remembered everything, even though Chip had desperately hoped he'd not. My Clan welcomed Carasson home, even though he is the reason we had to rebuild.

He reached to cup the woman's face in one hand, tilting her head back until she had to meet his eyes. So you, who have killed only to protect yourself, will find yourself welcomed.

Chip paused, before stating again: You're staying. I'll show you to your hut when you're ready.