Brita Asks

In one of the rare moments when Brita and Robin are together, Brita mentions that she had selected one of Robin's visions as her own... a long time ago, it seems. The fifth vision (#129) had meaning to Brita as well, but Robin's interpretation is of course different. The cousins are both blond and yet from opposite ends of the spectra. "So, Cousin Robin, you chose to see the vision as your father while I saw Master Reid. How do you think growing up with just your father formed you?"

     Robin laughs merrily. "Just?! Brita, I didn't grow up with 'just my father.' I grew up with all of Arden. I'm a camp brat. I've had more 'uncles' than most people have birthdays." She smiles happily.
    "And more than that..." There's a bright sparkle to her eye. "There was Rattle. Morgenstern and Bela. The Hounds. The trees, the hills, the trails... the, the *Green*, Brita." Robin struggles to get something beyond words across to her cousin.
"And at the heart of it all is, yes, my Father. He gave me all of that, Brita. Like a key or a portal to a wonderful place. A place that he has learned of and loved for centuries."
"If I were to guess what being raised by one 'parent' gave me, that'd be it. A sense of order, purpose, rhythm." Robin smiles with one corner of her mouth. "Familiarity and sureness with one's place and world."
    "There's a wonderful sense of confidence in knowing that the universe makes sense. If not to you, then at least to someone else who can explain it to you. That's probably being naive of me. I'm sure that Dad doesn't think of himself as always right or all-understanding, but from my vantage, with my experience? He's close enough." Robin grins.