Arcana (rhiannon) wrote in mashup_drabbles, |
"I like babies too," Rhiannon echoed. Children though were definitely not on her radar at the moment. First of all, she had no longterm partner and second of all, the bombshell that'd landed the night before had blown any and all thoughts of the future right out of her mind. The present was a murky and sticky enough mess as is without tossing the uncertainty of the future into it as well.
While Petr launched into the abridged story about her father and his lost loves, and his son - her brother (okay, half-brother but she'd always thought that was dumb) - she leaned forward to prop her elbows up on the table and rested her chin on her palms. Even though edited, there was a lot of information to digest. For some strange reason, she was more mind-boggled over the fact she had a sibling than anything else. And he seemed to be a wee bit like her.
She actually smiled when Petr's sense of humor reared its head. She enjoyed irony. "Opposites attract," she interjected. "I suppose that's one of the perks of being long-lived - you can take your time to plan a family. And yes, I did see her - she's a striking woman." Freyr seemed to like 'em tall; her mother had been around five-foot-ten or so she'd heard from her great aunt. Skadi was much taller though.
Temper? Check. She had one too when roused.
"See," she said leaning back again, "that's something I can't understand: Abandoning your own children. I might understand it more if it had something to do with safety but come on, it just seems irresponsible and callous to me." Not that she was biased or anything.