"I'm sorry daddy. I really messed up didn't I?" She said as quietly as she could. Trying desperately to gather her thoughts.
"I didn't mean what I said. I really just.. wanted.. I don't know. I didn't want to abandon my duties, I just wondered.." Makaria shook her head and pressed her face further into his shirt.
"I'm sorry. I was just upset and being.. I wasn't myself. That wasn't how you raised me. I let something small get to me and I yelled and I just lost it and I'm sorry." Her mother.
She wondered what Persephone would have thought of this. "If you weren't in the arrangement you are, daddy, there wouldn't be a me. So I don't think it's so terrible.. just.. lonely sometimes. We have each other right?"