[Now, how can Korrin's mood possibly remain so tempestuous in the face of such affection? Truthfully, it can't. That she's had her moment to vent definitely helps, as that was very much needed, but it's the sensation of Araceli's gentle lips against her skin that bring forth some much-needed calm. Were she less exhausted, the Vashoth woman would marvel at how Araceli has this effect on her. As it is, she's just grateful. There's a soft sigh from her as she gives the tiny rifter woman a gentle squeeze, then she chuckles--a sound she didn't expect to make so soon.]

You and this effect you have on me, kadan. I had the perfect storm of a mood going, and you just had to go and utterly ruin it. That's a rare gift, and one I'll treasure. I wish I could say that it'll never be needed, but...this place has a way of getting to me, sometimes. It's rarely that bad, though.

[Anders just hits a lot of her buttons in the worst way, as she's made abundantly clear by now.]

But you're right; given enough time, it might be that the issue resolves itself before long. Now that people know who he is, what he is, that scrutiny might make him crack. I still don't like it, it's risky given what he is, but it's out of my hands. That's something I'll have to accept, as much as I hate it.

[Reaching up with a free hand, she gently tucks back some of Araceli's curls before running the back of her fingers along the side of her cheek.]

You have such patience, kadan. I know it'll never be my forte, but I admire it in you all the same.