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CHAMBERS, samara b. (tracelines) wrote in pandorarpg,

Samara nodded, not saying anything right away. She didn't know whether that was the truth or not but even if it was, why buy for someone you barely knew? Instead she said, "Yes, I am mildly aware of the situation with your family. I've gone through a smilar situation myself, y'know, when I married my husband. Marrying a Halfblood is never good for the image, of course, nor is taking his name. Though I suppose my father didn't have to die to reestablish me, but they did decide my husband was useful enough to bring me back into the fold. Though my father did die in the end, didn't he?" She gave a sour smile and shook her head. "I'm sorry to hear about your father, Zacharias."

Samara shrugged. "I never put much stock in what they had to say about my life and what I need to do to live up to their standards, but I don't think you ever did either. You might be back in your family's line because of your male status, but don't think that really changes anything. Don't think they are going to stop expecting the worst of you just because you're back where you were before. There are no such things as second chances in this game and if they didn't need you for something, they'd dispose of you permanently if they could." Samara did not sound bitter, because she never really had been. She didn't care about what her family had hoped to gain from her husband's genius, all she had cared about was using them in the same way they thought they were using them. She wasn't really even sure why she was saying all this to him, but she knew how it felt to go through this so it felt like something she should say regardless.