she wasn’t sure why he bothered coming to her — he didn’t need her in his life, and the tone of his voice said he didn’t particularly want her in his life either. the ghosts in her house flitted by, silent, watching, but val’shara ignored them, looking at her son with those bright black eyes of hers. ‘ feel free. ‘ she turned away from him, heading deeper into the dark room. ‘ i know you will. ‘

_{there was a part of him that wanted to comment he shouldn’t have come here, but he silenced it. to show weakness  if any kind wasn’t a  good thing – not when he knew someone would have their claws right into it sooner or later. so, he left the room in silence.}

_{getting cleaned up was easy; he had several gashes, but nothing that wouldn’t be cleared up by the end of the day. a few others wouldn’t be gone for a few days. maybe by mid week they’d be gone, but most likely sooner. still, it wasn’t as  bad as he thought – this time around at least.}

_{once he was done,  he slipped on a shirt over his pants, and headed towards one of the main rooms. it may not have been the best of idea’s, but he knew he couldn’t avoid her forever. least of all here.}