Kala is out wandering the gardens. She mostly doesn't know what to do with her mother's estate since her passing, but the various stewards and so on do, so she lets them get on with it and tries not to feel too useless.
The garden doesn't directly help with that, but it's still nice. She closes her eyes and bends her head to smell a flower with a particularly lovely fragrance.
"I'm not going to pretend I'm thrilled about that when it involves rape but hugging you is really nice, so."
"...In general kidnapping is bad, but I'm very glad you kidnapped me, and I'm not selfless enough for that to weigh out to your kidnapping people being bad overall."
He spends another minute struggling with words, and then:
"When you say you can't pretend to be thrilled about that, what 'that' do you mean?"
"...You not being not allowed to do things? I mean. It's great, not being not allowed to do things, but rape is bad."
"I don't know what about this is confusing but it's not urgent to figure out or anything." Cuddle.
"It... doesn't make sense?" he says. "Like, I know that you don't like that I rape people sometimes, that's not a surprise, but... it seems like it came up more because it's almost the only thing you know about me than because it has anything to do with what I was talking about?"
"Ah. That's not exactly surprising but it wasn't quite obvious." Snuggle. "...Who disallows a dragon from doing things?"
"Yes. We're ordinary people all the time we're growing up, the same as any other, and then when we're just shy of twenty we take a fever and die in our sleep, and half a century later return to the world in our new forms. You don't hear about it because there are so few of us, and the old life can seem like an odd dream at first, and many of us don't want to be reminded."
"I just--if it was thousands of years ago I'm not sure to what extent it makes sense to ask who you were back then."
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