The Goltbred heiress was facing a set of parents that were trying to show their care for her… which felt good in some ways. In others, it was mildly annoying - and she could hardly tell if it was her old self, teenage rebellion, or if she was just getting hungry. The last was more likely than not, considering how things seemed since becoming a physical Primalist.
"I appreciate your concern, truly. I am not refusing because I do not trust or think you could not help, but because Qat and I are capable of handling this."
"We know you're capable, dear. It's just that things are changing. Your marriage is only one part of it. With the approaching competition and Descent, it feels like we are always busy but are never doing enough for you."
