[It seems such an unfortunate, unlikely, awful thing to contemplate. What if she bore a child with aptitude for magic yet no drive to create? What if they had all the willingness to do so and yet managed by some genetic tragedy to have no talent for it? What if, heavens forbid... they had neither?
Her gaze falls, to her feet.]
... then they can live a normal life. A simple life, with work, and a family, and those sorts of things.
[Even resigned as she was to her own life taking such a course as it was, even knowing she would force a child able to do the same in her footsteps if her work could not be completed in her lifetime...
She knew it wasn't normal. That maybe it wasn't even right.]
no subject
Her gaze falls, to her feet.]
... then they can live a normal life. A simple life, with work, and a family, and those sorts of things.
[Even resigned as she was to her own life taking such a course as it was, even knowing she would force a child able to do the same in her footsteps if her work could not be completed in her lifetime...
She knew it wasn't normal. That maybe it wasn't even right.]