“You’ve been busy.” Ophelia does not know whether Sofia has just been avoiding her, or the apartment entirely, but the other fury has made herself scarce around their shared home. “I think Dis misses your ear scratches,” an attempt a levity, accompanied by a kind smile. But her face quickly falls, into something more chagrined, because the air is still not right between them, and it is her fault. “I am sorry, Sofia. It was not my intention to belittle you and your capabilities, nor your decision making. We may not always see eye to eye, but we were both chosen for this life for a reason, and it is not my place to question you.”
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