Severia held her gaze with him, trying to figure out what was going on, what she could do to make this awkwardness disappear. She gently grabbed both his hands and held them in hers
"Is there something the matter?" She repeated in a questioning tone
PROMPT: Your mother was never fully active in your life, she always seemed to be sneaking off and just outright leaving you home with your sickly father; it rooted a resentment in you from a young age and didn't fully click in your mind until you found yourself sat in front of a strange looking woman with a motherly way about her. "Is something the matter?" She asks in a low tone, her eyes soft and caring while she looked thoughtfully towards you.
