[color=pink][h2]Lyn[/h2][/color]

Lyn watched Mei and Ssarak enter the room, still holding the basket, she stood where she was. She was aware how dangerous and delicate the scene seemed, feeling if she moved then they would all be crushed by the anger seeping into the room. At least, she thought it was anger. She didn’t get long to examine the emotions stirring in the air when Ssarak answered her question. Naturally the child frowned, her eyebrow raised in disbelief that her Aunt would use such type of words to be hurtful or mean. Her Aunt was a great person after and no one could convince her otherwise.

[color=pink][i]’I don’t understand. Dad and my aunt are good people so why would they use words to hurt others? Why would they want to?  They aren’t bad people... are they?’[/i][/color]

She looked at Ssarak with curiosity for a moment before moving onto the next topic Ssarak had asked. [color=pink][i]’I’m just happy everyone’s alive. And yes, I did see my parents though Dad’s hand was nothing but a stump. He got seriously hurt and I couldn’t protect him or make it better. I’ve not tested out my herbamancy since I got back which I’m a little scared it might never work again. Part of me wishes I could use it to help mom. Something’s wrong with, I can feel it but I don’t know how to fix it. It’s like she very, very sad and my gestures, actions and usual stuff isn’t enough. I can’t really say anything because I can’t put my thoughts into words. It’s why I like you, Satori and the other psychomancers. I can say fully what I feel without worrying about something getting misunderstood. As good as those who love are at understanding my gestures, they don’t say everything. Does that make sense?’[/i] [/color]