❝You’re sweet.❞ Then again, they always are. She cannot recall a single time Saima has been unpleasant. ❝I can’t really picture you scrambling though. You just seem so…poise.❞
“Aw, thanks. I certainly try to be.” Saima chuckles a little bit. “Trust me, I’ve done my fair share of scrambling to survive. Poise comes with practice honestly.”
❝I honestly thinking being a mom has made me stronger.❞ Her comment is made softly as she carries two sleeping children in her arms.
“It’s certainly possible – with you having to so often be on top of things.” It was a reason that mothers always did seem to command a solid respect from them.
❝Definitely. If it was more socially acceptable, I wouldn’t mind wearing a crown myself.❞
“Right. I mean I’ve seen some tiara-like things which make for nice accessories. But hey maybe you can wear an outfit that involves a crown for the occasion.”