Re: Axel: Rae & Fen
She'd no intention of pretending anything at present. Rae notched a smile against her lips for the sandy perspective; it sounded very world-weary. She wasn't, even if she feigned it now and again. Once the world lacked charm, what was the point in living? Someone had said it of cities, she'd tired of enough cities to find a town had its charms. It wasn't an overt display of acknowledgment, of course it wasn't. But she knew who and what he was and she rather expected he knew what she was. In veiled terms, evidently. Most people expected something more - what was that word, fecund.
"What a woeful history you have," Rae observed. Bereft, another word suggesting misery and suffering. She'd been bereft and she knew it for what it was without dramatics; but Mexico was behind her now and she'd grown in affection toward it over time. "You didn't select cities and towns with teeth, clearly. There are all manner of ways to keep your toes interested." Prophecy. It was a very grand word. Rae wasn't prophetic, she simply saw things before they came. As for anything else, Rae didn't believe in prophecy.
More than most. Which made him perhaps, a wanderer. Was that unusual or did all of them roam? Rae had no idea. She'd not remained close with a single one of them, she'd longed for freedom and once she'd run, she had no intention of bowing back under any demand. He looked at her, and Rae was serenity in return. You wouldn't think battlefields or infants to look at her this way, and the town held enough promise at its edges to ensure no one would need to.