WHO: Aoife, Kat and Victor WHAT: Visiting WHEN: Saturday afternoon WHERE: Kat and Vic's house WARNINGS: Kat is sick?
Aoife was not handling her cousin's illness well. Since her father died, Aoife had feared losing anyone else and now it looked like that could be a possibility. She had already pulled away from her mortal friends, avoiding Lena like the plague. And now it wasn't even one of them who was ill.
It wasn't fair.
Aoife had a feeling Kat didn't feel like it was fair either, however, and Aoife was too kind-hearted to ignore her. She made her way to Kat's house, presents for Victor and Kat in her bag, as well as little Deirdre.
Victor's face when he let her in told Aoife all she needed to know. Kat had started chemo and it was weighing on Victor to watch her suffer through it. Worry lines she had never noticed crossed his forehead and there were bags under his eyes. "Hey," she said softly, and he didn't even bother to reply, instead opening his arms to her so she could lean into them.
"She's in the bedroom," he finally said, "and Deirdre's napping but she'll be up soon."
Aoife nodded and pulled away, dropping her bag before heading back into her bedroom to poke her head in. "Kat?" She asked softly, "It's Aoife here."