[Yes... yes she did. She'll never see them again unless they're taken here. She aches to see them again--to know that they're safe--even though she couldn't keep them safe in Jugdral, and wouldn't be any more able to keep them safe here. But at least they wouldn't be millions of miles from her, alone in a world ruled by their enemies.]
Both. [She leans on the desk with both hands, seeing them in her mind's eye. Both of them had Quan's chestnut hair, Altena with the light of Njörun in her eyes. She was so proud of how much they looked like their father.
She's about to say their names, but she can't, not without tears. They aren't in a situation where she stop to weep over her losses.] Both. A baby boy and a little girl.
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Both. [She leans on the desk with both hands, seeing them in her mind's eye. Both of them had Quan's chestnut hair, Altena with the light of Njörun in her eyes. She was so proud of how much they looked like their father.
She's about to say their names, but she can't, not without tears. They aren't in a situation where she stop to weep over her losses.] Both. A baby boy and a little girl.
I worry about them.