"The universe has ways of balancing things, whether we think they do or not." Naea nodded somewhat sagely before having another sip. She didn't really drink when it was available to her, but the times she did, there was a reason and tonight was a damned good one. "It's a very Buddhist-like perspective, but it's true. Taking the good with the bad is very important. It helps us appreciate things." Interesting how things suddenly turned philosophical, but that was okay. It seemed that she and Pierce shared some of the same beliefs. "I just wish Dad would have figured out the good after Mama passed on. She wasn't hurting anymore, but he was." Among other things.
She looked back up at him when he called her compassionate and found herself wondering how compassionate she really was towards her father. Naea quickly brushed the thought aside. How could she be? How could she forgive the drunken asshole when he tried to rape her? "It'll come to me one of these days. And I know I'll be all right." She had to be.
Shivering slightly, she tucks her blanket under her feet with a frown. "Is it cold in here to you or am I just in some weird state of shock?" Naea's insides were warm, that was certain. She was actually relaxing between the brandy and Pierce being there with her, but the chill bothered her. Had she forgotten to turn off the air?