Lenae nodded. She knew that she had friends here, allies she could depend upon. It made the process of motherhood a little less terrifying. It was awful, daunting in ways she'd never dreamt of experiencing but it wasn't the end of the world, no matter what happened she and her little ones would have a home here. She found comfort in that, even if only a little.
The Little Selwyn wasn't entirely sure if Cheedo would want to talk about that. If she was anything like Lenae then sometimes it was best to leave the hurt buried, where it didn't hurt as much. Dragging it to the forefront was supposed to give a sense of closure, but whenever Lenae tried to get over what had happened-well there was no getting over that. She could only try to move on, leave all the hurt behind.
Her ears tipped forward as Cheedo went onto explained what had happened.Lenae tried her best to mask her emotions, to keep her thoughts in check, but it was hard, Lenae was just so emotive. She swallowed thickly as tears pricked at the corners of her eyes, she couldn't imagine such pain. It was incomparable to what she had been through, hurt came in all shapes and sizes, one did not trump the other or make it any less meaningful. In the end they had all been through so much, every member of the Tarn needed time to heal, to find themselves again.
"It wasn't you." Lenae found herself saying, her voice no louder than a whisper.
She cleared her throat and raised her shoulders, trying to be taller, stronger. After all, Cheedo was hurting, she had to do what she could to make it better. Even if she was anything but well herself.
"I don't know what went wrong but...I know it wasn't you. You did your best. You'd be a wonderful mother, I know it.... I'm sorry you never got that chance. Maybe...maybe next year?" Lenae knew she was one and done. No more for her thank you very much.