When it came down to it, Refia's "bounds of birth" had no relation to her actions, because she didn't even know what they were. No ideas about her parents, their names or stations, only that they came from the world below. Takka had raised her as he would a boy, but even at home women weren't held down much as they were elsewhere. It was a quiet life there, but it was one she liked.
And at his first comment, she looked up at him with surprise. "Not many? Delita, anyone missing you is too many people missing you. We're all so uncertain here, we can't just throw people away like that."
She'd lost all her friends since coming here. She'd made others, of course, but part of her - a large part - still wished for her fellow Warriors of Light. And, fortunately for her, Refia had turned back to remove Alfa's saddle when he said that second bit - it meant that she could easily bury her now very red face into the bird's shoulder to hide it. "...Oh? Really?"
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Date: 2010-07-26 09:32 pm (UTC)And at his first comment, she looked up at him with surprise. "Not many? Delita, anyone missing you is too many people missing you. We're all so uncertain here, we can't just throw people away like that."
She'd lost all her friends since coming here. She'd made others, of course, but part of her - a large part - still wished for her fellow Warriors of Light. And, fortunately for her, Refia had turned back to remove Alfa's saddle when he said that second bit - it meant that she could easily bury her now very red face into the bird's shoulder to hide it. "...Oh? Really?"