Re: Re: deep subject

Tabetha became restless, uneasy. She didn't like talking - "feelings" and "emotional stuff" - fighting had always been better for her temperament. Tabetha turned to look at the small gravesite once more, even rubbing a paw over the cold ground, before facing Imurai. "Signar will be awake." That didn't answer his question either, and she felt a stab of awkwardness to add to everything else. But it did give her an excuse to move, and she started back to the Yard and their son. "Imurai, I don't know." That was forced out of a dry throat, and she wished she had taken a drink of water while down at the pond. Thinking along those lines, she turned about and headed back for the pond for that wished-for drink. "I don't want to mislead you or play you false. I hate that." Her tail whipped behind her, then she tried to continue to explain. "I don't want to block you knowing Signar, or him knowing you. I feel that would be wrong somehow. But ... it also feels as if ... " Tabetha shook her head, showing her frustration, before reaching the pond and leaning down to take that drink.