She lowers her gaze, listening to every word her daughter said. "You're right. I'm a bad person." She hated this feeling. "I'm sorry for hiding things from you. I know that an apology won't make up for it."

"Again, I can't stop your father from coming for you. But, alright."

She's going to hide away in her hut in the forest.

I will leave you be.

Where is Kratos?

She just had a question for him. Does he know Hnoss went to go see Baldur?

Sits down on a rock outside of her hut, enjoying watching the snow fall.

Her head turned when he heard him speak. He can stay as long as he doesn't cause any trouble. "I'm fine."

Her jaw clenched at the mention of her son. She misses him everyday. "Kratos killed him because he wanted to protect me." She sighs softly.

She shook her head, gaze falling back onto the ground. "No, my son hated me because I took away his ability to feel. I just wanted to protect him."

She's glad she doesn't celebrate Yuletide.

Carefully, takes the flowers and plants smiling softly. "Thank you."

"They will work wonderfully for alchemy ingredients."

Quietly, tends to her garden.

Good morrow

Good morning.

Yes, Kratos?

Good, how are you?

Quietly, sharpens her sword by the fire.

Doesn't he have somewhere else to be?