Though she feels it deeply, Valdis doesn't allow the pity to show on her face, this woman would just get defensive if she even offered such a thing. Still, if it were here, she'd want a safe place to hide until she composed herself.
"He's an odd one, so he must have his reasons. Why don't you come in and I'll make some tea."
Valdis takes a step back and turns, leaving the door open for the Darkling to follow if she wants.
The house is elegantly decorated, but lived in, and clearly loved. There are red roses in a vase on the shelf above a fireplace, a romance book laying on the coffee table, a pair of men's shoes by the door, little signs that Valdis doesn't live here alone, but she and the white cat are the only ones here at the moment.
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"He's an odd one, so he must have his reasons. Why don't you come in and I'll make some tea."
Valdis takes a step back and turns, leaving the door open for the Darkling to follow if she wants.
The house is elegantly decorated, but lived in, and clearly loved. There are red roses in a vase on the shelf above a fireplace, a romance book laying on the coffee table, a pair of men's shoes by the door, little signs that Valdis doesn't live here alone, but she and the white cat are the only ones here at the moment.