Hana listened closely to Kipps words, taking them into account for her mother’s apathetic behavior. It must’ve been hard for her then when she first heard of his passing... and even now she must still be dealing with grief in her own way. “I understand..” she murmured, “I never really understood her anyways, she has always been so negative.” She gave him a glance, realizing he wouldn’t understand that word, “Negative, really standoffish too. Not the type of mother you would want, really.”
"She's got her other super senses in her favor, that's for sure." Aella responded, watching people file out of the house one by one, including many loud children. Thankfully they steered clear of them. She unceremoniously dropped herself back down beside Ta, grinning at the banter between Ciro and the wolf. "I'll keep an eye on her," she ruffled the fur between Taquikkar's ears, scattering the stray blades of grass that clung to her fur. "She'll be just fine. Right, Ta?" Even though she asked it like she expected an answer, she clearly got none, but was none the less enthusiastic.
“Sorry?” Hana asked, raising a brow at him. She searched his expressionless face, clearly what she had said troubled him. Is he close with his mother?
Kipp took an apprehensive breath looking up at Hana with a pained tightness pulling at his eyes.
Hana brought her knees up to her chest, hugging them firmly, “When she burned my face, all I would do was wish ill on her. For her to feel the suffering I went through, but I learned that wouldn’t benefit me at all. I eventually forgave her, but it took years.” Her gaze drifted off to the far side of the room, “I’m simply human, and if I regret what I’ve said, I’ll regret them. If I don’t.. I don’t.” she whispered harshly. She began thinking, if the words she said to her mother would be her last, what did she say to her grandfather? “...I don’t even know what my last words were to my grandfather.” Now those words were ones she was willing to regret if they had been repulsive.
Kipp sighed, he hadn't known that the scar on her face was caused by her mom. "I'm sorry I'm not really helping...." He said reminding himself that he was supposed to be making her feel better. "I didn't mean that exactly. People say and do all sorts of things that they meant in the moment, and that's fine. It's just, do you think you're really being honest with yourself?" He shook his head knowing he wasn't finding the right words. "As much as I hate my dad for the things he's done, he's the only dad I have. If he were gone, I'd still feel like a part of me was missing. I don't know if that makes sense."
"Anyway, maybe that's just how I see it. Everyone can have their own opinion, right?" He said smiling at her as he shoved himself off the bed. He wasn't sure she wanted him to leave, but he figured he'd done enough to make her feel worse. "I've gotta go figure out how to work Kevin's shower."
Hana shook her head, “No no, you’re trying your best. We’ve all experienced different things with family members.. so it’s hard to comfort someone who may have been through some difficult situations.” She felt Kipps weight lift from the bed and focused her gaze on him, a warm smile appearing on her lips, “Listen, I really appreciate you talking to me Kipp, I don’t think I would’ve been so great if I was left alone.” She quit hugging her knees and extended her legs out, tilting her head with wonder. “Hey, while you’re in there.. do you think you can find me a pair of scissors? I’ve been wanting to cut my hair.” She observed his messy, disheveled hair that was obviously begging to be cut and tamed. “I can.. cut your hair too if you like? It wouldn’t be too hard.”
