Marion bit her lip, unsure how to react or what to do next. Inside of her was tearing up at the thought of Aviel not wanting to leave her and guilt flowed within her remembering back when she hated him, she rubbed her eyes to stop the tears from coming "I didn't want him to leave," She whispered back,
Marion nodded, she couldn't hate his father, he was only reacting normal if his wife went through the same thing, being the same as Aviel, she sighed "But just because they are of the same...background..." she wasn't exactly sure if she should actually mention the were- word itself, "Surely it didn't mean they would turn out the same."
She wasn't entirely sure if she made sense but that was the best way she could explain back, her eyes drifted off to the kitchen way, wanting to be there helping Aviel.