After Vaelyn and Talon (Rebecca now, I guess) leave, Jennareed and I join Rurik for a tour of Undermount. On the way, I make several comments about Vaelyn, about how someone could sleep with someone they just met. Jennareed finally sighs heavily and says, "Not call gator a bird."
"Not call gator a bird," she repeats. "Gator is gator, not bird. Vaelyn is Vaelyn, not Donavan. You mad at Donavan."
Now I sigh. "You're right."
"I'm putting all my feelings about Donavan onto Vaelyn," I admit, shaking my head. "It doesn't help that Vaelyn's so attractive, though. I don't need that right now."
"You not have now. He gone. You not think about him. You morning Donavan now."
"Morning?" I repeat. "Oh, mourn him." She nods and I sigh again. "I guess it is like a death, isn't it?"
"Yes. Relationship die. You mourn. Then you be better."
I smile down at her. "Look who's all wise."
"I guess so. You're just so . . . fun and seemingly carefree. I forget who you are, and h