He took a seat beside her, then wrapped his arm over her shoulder.
"Is something wrong, Aurelia?"
Aurelia put her head over his shoulder and closed her eyes.
"I, too, have thought about that before, going away from this conflict.
You know, you and my father at least have a choice, but I, as his descendant, don't have any options.
I'm forced to join this conflict the moment we are born."
Aurelia took a few deep breaths and continued, "Growing up, as you expect, my parents barely had time for me.
Don't get me wrong, they are loving parents; they spend one day a week with me, but as a kid, It's nowhere enough.
At that time, technology hadn't grown to this level yet. So I really don't have any contact with them other than those precious days. I felt very lonely.
It kept going for a few years until my brother returned from whatever task he was in.
