BUT YOU WON'T REACH FOR ANY HANDS // Diya

[Simon F.M.]

If asked, Diya would say that the fact that Aphra insured her children didn't eat the poisonous plants came as a surprise but no, was not good enough. These are all hypotheticals, of course, as such a conversation would never take place. Instead, a much more important one needs to take place.

She was glad to see the small face blinking owlishly at her, pausing at the bottom of the steps with a paw gently settled on the wood. She gave a gentle smile, choosing to wait there instead of cornering the young feline. "I was hoping to check up on you, once word had reached me that you'd returned," she informed the young girl, paw tapping idly against the stair. She glanced around the empty home once more before looking up at Vayne. "It seems that you're packing? Where are you planning to go?" she asked, a motherly and worried tone to her voice. She felt uneasy about leaving the pale-colored cat all on her own, not wanting the other to go through the struggles of growing up alone.

She considered what her next course of action would be if Vayne admitted to having nowhere to go. Her first instinct, of course, was to welcome her into her own home. But, she had her own children and a soon-to-be wife that would have to agree to it. If they didn't, though the chance of that was low, what would she do? She wouldn't shuck the small child off with Roan in the temple, perhaps Rosemary would be interested in caretaking? THe child was apprentice aged, surely? The most she would need is a companion and a teacher.