The Reprobate
"Any other Neco would have cheered me own to kill you."
"But I have no ill will against your kind. My time with my mate taught me kindness and compassion again. The thought of my daughter being alive keeps me from killing mindlessly anymore."
At that point her eyes began to glisten with tears. She wanted nothing more for Oreron to find his daughter, for he was most certainly a man who deserved happiness. She found it impossible to find any words to slide from her tongue and so she just smiled. Faith wished that she had held onto Aleph's survival instead of losing the plot. The blonde guessed it was simply because Oreron was just stronger then herself in all ways.
"You do not deserve death nor did you deserve the treatment you got from me back then and I apologize for that.""
At that point she laughed aloud, shaking her head with still soft pair of curled lips on her pleasant face. She approached the male who had just removed his armor, displaying someone who looked completely different, but Faith still had the same thoughts and feelings for. The woman pressed her fingers against his lips before stating, "You have shown me more than enough kindness to repay for the little incident."
"I believe he thinks that you are no longer alive. After I left you two on my search, something must of happened to you two. "
The Reprobates expression grimaced. "A bombing separated us. Not really a lot to tell." She sighed, voice low and unpleasant. "This war is not fixing anything, just tearing people apart."
"If you don't mind my curiosity. But did you two have something more than just a partnership. Did he also not realize what you really were?"
Faith found herself blushing and smiling like a 13 year old with a boy crush. "Well, I'm pretty sure you have worked out we were closer than friends. It was never really confirmed, and being honest I only realized I loved him after we departed. It drove me insane." The blonde exited the door and waved for the male to follow. "We slept together once...N..not like that! I remember waking up and feeling the remaining warmth of his arms around me. Still, I thought he never viewed me in that way until today. He called me his "mate" but...we....we were not."
"Your senses are better than my own. Do you have any idea where he has headed? I will follow...."