Ludovica hissed. "There's someone else with her? That's... d*mmit, that complicates things."
She bit the inside of her cheek, beginning to pace. Whoever it was, it couldn't be good news. Of course, she could always cling to hope out of chance it was Ingris, but she doubted it. Ingris never really visited the human realm, and she'd get too bored too quickly.
"Whatever. We can take them, right? You and I?" With Shoe, Ludovica somehow felt stronger. With any of her children, Ludovica felt stronger. "And for all we know, they're on our side anyway. There's nothing to worry about, not really. Let's go."
Life laughed, somewhat bitterly. "I do have a lot of enemies, don't I?"
She closed her eyes, shivering. Night was cold, and often lonely. This night was still cold, but it felt different somehow. Considering everything that had just went down, that it felt different wasn't surprising, but she wasn't sure whether or not it was comforting.
"Would you think it was silly if I told you I never saw it coming?" She asked, rather suddenly. "I always thought it was silly, thinking back on it. I mean, I know Death and I never really got along, but I never thought---well. I guess I was just too caught up in myself at the time to see anything coming."
She paused, feeling awkward again. "Nevermind. I apologize, that was a stupid question. Not being around entities for so long, I've thought about a lot of things, and I... I'm thinking out loud, now that there's someone to actually talk to. Sorry."
Kayin blinked.
"Wait, you--you didn't find him--her--did you?" He asked, completely taken off-guard. She'd found Life. Had she? Something was wrong, clearly, since she was asking him where Life was. "When? H-how?"
The boy's mind was racing. He was starting to worry about so many different things.
If you found him, why didn't you tell me? Were you ever going to tell me?
Niven stared at the ring Xenos so carelessly played with, feeling the suffocation and fear of the soul inside.
He listened half-heartedly as the others talked, only taking in half of what they said. In reality, it didn't really matter, and Niven didn't really care. There was no point in paying attention.
But all of the sudden, Niven felt his father's eyes on him, and he looked at the man, eyes askew. "Mother... mother's in her room. Where else would she be? She's too much of a recluse to go anywhere else."