She listened quietly. Words flowed over her like water now, rippling, fleeting. Blue sighed softly. Owen seemed to really want her to do this, and listening to him speak about it, Blue did, too. She was tired of sitting in this room, doing nothing but get lost in her own head.

"--okay."

It was a bare acquiescence, but acquiescence nonetheless. The idea of meeting Owen's father was a bit...daunting, but maybe he wouldn't be as bad as she anticipated. If her short-tempered mate could behave himself...

"I'll...say something to him, too." What, she wasn't entirely sure, but Omega's sanity was still her responsibility. Even if it felt as if she were trying to hold a lake in her cupped hands, sometimes. She still had to at least try.