And it was true that she was expecting the man to be dead, to find him buried wherever he'd returned to. But to hear the news, to actually hear and have it confirmed was something else entirely. So why was there a small part of her that was still searing in pain?
"It's...okay. S'not your fault he died and besides, I did say that I wasn't exactly expecting to find him alive." Trying to comfort Flair a little with her words, Gwendolyn sighed slightly as her thoughts finally slowed down a bit. "And I did really never know him, just heard stories from my mother. Suppose I just wanted to meet the guy she seemed to love, once upon a time."
That's probably the closest reason she'd ever come to having a want to meet him - her mother spoke so lovingly of him, when she did, that Gwendolyn wanted to know what all the fuss was about. He'd left so why had her mother cared all those years still? Silver eyes turned back to Flair, as she offered to show her where her father was buried.
"I'd like to know, if you remember where he is." Gwendolyn spoke softly, eyes blinking slightly as a heat burned slightly in them. It'd be a nice piece of closure, to know where he was buried and see where he wanted to return to. "it'd be...I'd like to see where he finally found his peace, if that's okay with you?" Cause it sounded like wherever he was buried was once her friend's home and while Gwendolyn would like to visit him, something felt wrong in traipsing around Flair's old home without permission. Even if it sounded like she lived there no longer.