Losing Sight of the Bottom

Now that he handled the most urgent issue, Ves tried to converse with Venerable Stark about other topics.

"So…" He trailed as he sat next to the expert pilot on the bench. "Have you thought about starting up a relationship with someone? Many of our clansmen including our expert pilots who were previously single have married and gotten kids by now. Each of them have become happier and gained more fulfillment in their lives as a consequence."

Venerable Stark shifted her gaze from her fishing line to pin Ves with her sharp eyes.

"That is their business, not mine. Don't try to persuade me to move on from the past and join your clan by marrying one of your Larkinsons.  I have forsaken all of my thoughts about starting a new family. There is no void inside me that needs to be filled by this redundant distraction. Only my hatred drives me forward. I have little room for love or affection in my heart, and that little space is already occupied by my Amaranto."