Arashi was sulking again. Most likely she had lost her patience with Hana again, or Hana had said something rash and caused offence. Like mother, like daughter. Kaien regarded his darling daughter with a weary smile. Fourteen summers old, still growing into the woman she would become, all awkward, gangly limbs and new and unpleasant sensations. Not a good combination when combined with her fiery temper.

She caught him looking and fixed him with what she likely thought was a terrible glare. It didn’t exactly scare Kaien into submission, but he did have the advantage of having raised her. He raised a pair of mugs, filled to the brim with cocoa. A rare import from Ishgard, and worth an arm and a leg out in Dravania. A bribe, and they both knew it. But Arashi’s tail nonetheless slapped the bench, heedless of its warning creeks.

A few moments later the pair were nestled together in silence, sipping piping hot cocoa and enjoying what quiet they could. Kaien waited, knowing that eventually Arashi would crack. She always did, in the end. Just like her mother.

Every now and then, I notice the little eye darting they added with Dawntrail and just can't help but smile. It's such a tiny little thing, and yet it does so much to make Sara feel more alive.

replaying heavensward on my alt, liking it a lot less than I did the first time through...

maybe its because i normally dont like replaying story games because i already did saw it but yeah im just not liking the pace