[private] wait until you see the new me - Pteron

[Vastra]

I never knew daylight could be so violent Vastra doesn’t ask after the girl’s mother, barely even thinks about why Pteron would want to take the child from her. It’s not that she’s being polite, really, but her curiosity is not strong enough to encourage her to say or ask anything about it. She assumes that the blue stallion has his reasoning and they are strong enough to encourage him to find a new home. That is enough for her. It is also enough to spark an idea. “When you find new home, I will come too. Keep you and your daughter safe.” She nods with a sense of finality. They aren’t even technically friends, but story or no story there is a sense of duty that Vastra feels (not to mention - he’s tolerable to spend time with and that’s typically as close to friendship as she gets). “That will settle our debt. Okay?” There’s a stubborn strength to her voice (even when she didn’t know who she was, Vastra knew she was stubborn - that trait was her constant) but a fragility to it as well. What she doesn’t say out loud is that she needs him to agree to this. She needs a purpose, even if it’s just occasionally keeping an eye on two horses. She’s a guardian deep within her soul, something rooted there throughout the ancient generations of her blood. Keeping safe the stallion that kept her safe seems as good of a way to spend her time as anything else, and perhaps she will discover a further purpose while she is doing so. VASTRA kastiel x nazaire, wanderer

@[Pteron]