Re: The Cat: Rae and Kratos
Of course it didn't. But it was something said all the same, regardless of the fact it lacked words or form. Rae didn't wonder precisely aloud. She spoke, and the speaking was selective, even if she appeared to wonder. That was rather the beauty in not saying exactly as you meant.
She didn't believe in comfort either, but from a different first principle. It didn't matter, she had nearly finished the glass. "I know that I've no business that he held," she ruminated, holding the glass by its stem and watching the wine lap the sides. "Can you be alike someone you don't know at all? Or is it happenstance, coincidence the way it is for anyone else? Nurture, rather than nature, darling."
She didn't think he'd like it. He had the child, of course.