"I think he grew up faster than either of us could prepare for," she said sadly. "And perhaps it might have, but in the end, it was his choice. He knew the consequences of going to Troy, and he chose to go anyway. Though I am thankful Patroclus is still around to temper him, when he can."
"Perhaps," she agreed. "Fate is not always kind, I think we know that better than most." She ran her hands through her hair, headless of the sand and water still on her fingers.
"I wish we could have had more time, some days," she said, after a long while. "But it seems that anyone in our lives and stories is fated to never have the happiest of lives."