"Well, look at that." Rosethorn crosses her arms. "He's growing on me more, already. I suppose it means more coming from him than it does from your foster-mother?"
Her words are teasing, but her tone says I'm happy for you. It's almost a relief, knowing Tris is getting support in the ways she most needs it. Because there really are some things a mother simply can't be for her children.
Tris grins, the teasing almost a relief after her moment of vulnerability.
"It means something different coming from someone attracted to me than it
does from my foster mother."
"Well." Rosethorn sniffs. "If you're going to put it that way." She is not, of course, the slightest bit offended, but she's glad to turn the conversation to lighter things.
no subject
Her words are teasing, but her tone says I'm happy for you. It's almost a relief, knowing Tris is getting support in the ways she most needs it. Because there really are some things a mother simply can't be for her children.
no subject
Tris grins, the teasing almost a relief after her moment of vulnerability. "It means something different coming from someone attracted to me than it does from my foster mother."
no subject