[ She really doesn’t like this. Forcing her to be the one to open up to him when he’s been the most difficult person ever to get along with isn’t fair. Were it anyone else, she probably wouldn’t bother.
Sarangerel understands very little about Miqo’te culture and tribal pecking orders. She does know that most Keeper men tend to be wanderers though and are never really given a place among the tribes once they’re adults. It’s similar to how she grew up, being a part of her adoptive father’s household yet still very much apart, so when he mentions them, she can empathize enough to give in to his demands. ]
I am not your mother or your sisters.
I do not want to do this anymore. No more petty fighting. I want to at least be friends with you. I want to know you— truly, not only the “bastard” side of you.
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Sarangerel understands very little about Miqo’te culture and tribal pecking orders. She does know that most Keeper men tend to be wanderers though and are never really given a place among the tribes once they’re adults. It’s similar to how she grew up, being a part of her adoptive father’s household yet still very much apart, so when he mentions them, she can empathize enough to give in to his demands. ]
I am not your mother or your sisters.
I do not want to do this anymore. No more petty fighting. I want to at least be friends with you. I want to know you— truly, not only the “bastard” side of you.