"It.. It did make me question. I requested to be in her presence and ask her about it. I wanted to see if there was any other way."
He said nothing for a moment, his brows furrowed. “I’ve met sirens who don’t have a ‘mother’. They don’t need her.”
"They're.. different from us. There's not much I can do. I can't just detach myself from where I was born.."
She glanced up. "They're my family. They're important to me as much as you are, but for some reason you just can't seem to understand that. You can't seem to understand that I had no choice. It's pretty much all I know."
“You are helping to kill people without knowing the situation because of blind loyalty, and you refuse to see a problem with that. That’s the problem here. This isn’t a question of family ties, it’s a question of your morals.”
"I'm not stupid, Rowan.. I know what's been happening and I know why it's led up to this. Their queen is greedy. She wants our lands and our farms and anything that could be of use. Multiple times before had our scouting groups gotten attacked, and it wasn't long before some of our own attacked back in frustration. That's what started it and that's what's going on. Despite how blind I may seem, it's not always senseless."
He looked frustrated, running his hand through his hair. "I begged you," he said, his voice dangerously quiet. "I begged you to just look at me, and you were unable to do that. You have been manipulated and controlled and your mind has been *squee!*ed with, and that doesn't bother you."
"It does," she replied with a shaky voice, cursing herself for her inablity to get upset without crying. "It does bother me. It hurt me to see you follow me all the way and it meant the world to me." She paused to take a breath, tears filling her eyes again. "I don't like arguing.. I cry too much. I just want things to be normal again."
He didn’t seem sympathetic, regarding her coldly. “You’re not acting like the person I thought you were. It will never be back to normal again.”
Her words seemed to make him vexed, his eyes narrowing. “There’s disappointment,” he said sharply, “and distrust.”
