Cassie nodded, still not convinced. No amount of reassurance from others would ever make up for what had happened and for all the things that she had done. Acceptance and forgiveness would have to come from within. She only hoped that it would come in time. For now, it was still outside of her grasp.
Still, she smiled gratefully at the young draconian. She was thankful that Krisi had tried, even if she was also a bit embarrassed that her concerns had been so easy to read. "Thank you. You're right." Except when she wondered how many of the Yeerks who had died had been like Aftran, caught up in a war for which they could see no way out. Then she was not right at all and things were not so simple.
While she listened, she noticed the increased formality again. Respect? Discomfort? Concern? Purposefully distancing herself? That last thought caused Cassie to frown. She hoped that wasn't the reason for it.
This time though she noticed the disinterest and possibly even discomfort with the mention of the Sensoriums, so she left that topic alone. It no longer served a purpose.
And Cassie would take whatever information she could get. Jumping on the new pieces of the puzzle, she looked with interest at Krisi. "You are very accomplished to be able to fight with a bow as well as hand to hand at such a young age. How long have you been training? Is that common in your culture?" Contemplating the rest of the conversation, she also cautiously asked, "You've mentioned your mother and siblings, but not your father. Would it be too invasive for me to ask about him?" She hesitated again, worried that she might have offended Krisi.
After a moment's pause, she continued with further caution, "I hope that my question did not offend you. I'm just curious. I'd... like for us to be friends, but I won't force you into any situation that makes you uncomfortable." Cassie shrugged and smiled hopefully at Krisi, her eyes filled with patience and understanding.
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Still, she smiled gratefully at the young draconian. She was thankful that Krisi had tried, even if she was also a bit embarrassed that her concerns had been so easy to read. "Thank you. You're right." Except when she wondered how many of the Yeerks who had died had been like Aftran, caught up in a war for which they could see no way out. Then she was not right at all and things were not so simple.
While she listened, she noticed the increased formality again. Respect? Discomfort? Concern? Purposefully distancing herself? That last thought caused Cassie to frown. She hoped that wasn't the reason for it.
This time though she noticed the disinterest and possibly even discomfort with the mention of the Sensoriums, so she left that topic alone. It no longer served a purpose.
And Cassie would take whatever information she could get. Jumping on the new pieces of the puzzle, she looked with interest at Krisi. "You are very accomplished to be able to fight with a bow as well as hand to hand at such a young age. How long have you been training? Is that common in your culture?" Contemplating the rest of the conversation, she also cautiously asked, "You've mentioned your mother and siblings, but not your father. Would it be too invasive for me to ask about him?" She hesitated again, worried that she might have offended Krisi.
After a moment's pause, she continued with further caution, "I hope that my question did not offend you. I'm just curious. I'd... like for us to be friends, but I won't force you into any situation that makes you uncomfortable." Cassie shrugged and smiled hopefully at Krisi, her eyes filled with patience and understanding.