Poor Planning

[Cauwyn]

Anderoth paced outside the entrance to Naomi’s home, under the supervision of a few of her children, waiting to see if she would see him. She had no reason to, of course, but she was the only person Anderoth could really turn to with these sort of questions. As his sandaled feet shuffled back and forth he ran through what he would say, how he could convince her to help him.

[Avena]

Naomi nearly spitted the tea she was drinking out and all over Jeremiah when he said that Anderoth wanted to speak with her, "W-what?"

"He wishes to speak with you," Jerimiah stepped back a bit, "Should I let him in."

"Just to speak with me?"

"Yes."

"No army out there?"

"None that I can see."

Naomi sighed, "Alright....send him in."

[Cauwyn]

Anderoth marched through Naomi’s home behind Jeremiah as he lead her to his mother, Anderoth’s yes roaming over the rebuilt and cleaned rooms they passed through. He still didn’t like the décor, and preferred the one he’d put in. But, it wasn’t his anymore.

When they reached Naomi Anderoth smiled, holding his arms out like an old friend, “Ahh, Naomi. You look well!”

[Avena]

Naomi stayed seated looking up at him worridly, "T-thank you Anderoth....why is it you've come to see me today."

Jeremiah took a spot next to Naomi.

[Cauwyn]

“Hm.” Anderoth shrugged, letting his arms fall to his side. He seated himself in a chair across from her, his eyes moving from her, to Jeremiah, and then back, “I need to talk to you, alone. Please. I’m not going to do anything.. Daeghun’s forbid it anyway..”

[Avena]

Naomi nodded, "Alright, just stand outside Jeremiah."

Jeremiah hesitated before standing and walking out.

[Cauwyn]

“How do you…” He watched Jeremiah leave before continuing, “How do you know if you… love someone?”

[Avena]

Naomi tilted her head, "There could be a lot of things that indicate that you're in love...w-what have you been feeling?"

[Cauwyn]

“Well… I… I don’t know. I don’t like being away from her..” Anderoth frowned as he struggled with how to convey his feelings. Nervously he fiddled with his kilt, “And I want to impress her, almost all the time. Hells, the only reason I took your realm was cause I thought you’d make a good gift to her..”

[Avena]

Naomi's eyebrows knitted together when he mentioned the taking of her realm. She took a deep breath, "Well, it does sound like you're in love. Plain and simple."

[Cauwyn]

“Well… how do I know if she feels the same?” Anderoth asked, tilting his head. Sure Avena said she loved him, but how could he know for certain? That this wasn’t a ploy to gain some power? Or maybe he was just nervous about them moving in together.. “I mean, is there a way you can sense it or something? How can I know?”

[Avena]

"Talk to her, figure out what her feelings are. Love isn't something easly faked Anderoth, you'll be able to tell," Naomi smiled a bit.

[Cauwyn]

“Well… we have a lot of sex.. Heh, I mean a lot.” He grinned into space at the thought before looking up with a hopeful smile, “That counts right? It’s not all just angry fucking.. I mean, we go slow sometimes too. That’s good, huh? And.. I don’t know.. She laughs at my jokes.. And I laugh at hers, but cause their funny. Not just to be nice. Oh, and she doesn’t get mad at me.. Not often at least. Those are all feelings, right? I mean.. can’t you just… I don’t know, tell me?”

[Avena]

"Well," she frowned, "Sex doesn't always mean love, I mean...Rudo proves that..." she smiled again, "But everything else seems to fit, I'd still say talk to her, it's the only way to be sure. I don't know what she thinks and feels so-"

"Mother! Mother!" A young demoness ran into the room, "Th-there's conflict on the mortal realm!"

[Cauwyn]

“A conflict?” Anderoth scoffed, turning his attention to the young demoness, and then back to Naomi, “What? You have them tell you every time there’s a fight too? Huh, didn’t think you were like that..”

His attention returned to the demoness, “So, anyone I’d know?”