Polnoca gave a litle shrug. "We all have jobs that must be done. My sisters and I keep the universe from being destroyed. It's a big job, but someone has to do it, right?" It was a burden at times, but most of the time the Hound was sleeping. When he was awake she would sometimes as Zarja to stay a little longer until the great dog would fall back to sleep.
She offered a wamr smile, "Don't worry about it. We all have things to complain about. From the looks of your journal, it sounds like you need to complain a bit."