( Alchemy)<br/><br/>Ylva shook her head. "It wasn't discomfort. She just...She sounds like an amazing woman. I'm sorry that you lost her. I'm sorry that she does not get to see your daughter grow up." The thought of a mother/daughter relationship was particularly painful. It reminded her of all the things her mother would miss in her own life, now that she was gone. She understood why Marrok wanted Avonevah to have a female role model. There were men would could maternal, and though she could see clear as day that Marrok loved his daughter, that did not mean he could make up for the missing piece. It did not mean she could either, but she could certainly try to help.<br/><br/>"I can try to help with that, during my time here. Avonevah deserves all the happiness life can provide her, so I would help with that, and expect nothing in return for my aid." She wanted to make that clear. She was not trying to make a deal, that she would step in as a mother figure, because she of all people knew what it was like for something to be forced upon her.<br/><br/>"In all honesty? I'm overwhelmed but glad to be here. Seeing those boys from my pack...They were like brothers to me, and it was such a comfort to see them. Like I wasn't the only survivor left in all this..." Tears came to her eyes but she quickly blinked them back, for fear she might descend into full on sobbing if she did not. It was all a lot to adjust to. "Maybe that's why Avonevah has taken so well to me, I know a thing or two about loss and grief."<br/><br/>She sucked in a slow breath and looked at him with earnest eyes. "I don't think Kathar will give up. He'll come for me eventually, he's just not the kind who likes to lose a fight. It wounds him. And though I don't know exactly why he wants me, why he would have kept me alive, it wouldn't surprise me if he thought, even after all this, that I would still agree to be his."