( To condemn him would, in turn, be condemning herself as well — bringing light to the fact that she was watching with an expression ill-fitting of a mother stumbling in upon her son committing such an act. If she does not speak of it, if they do not speak of it, then it can be easily swept under the rug and bury it like many unspeakable things that happen within this family.

Quietly she listens, nodding to his musings while aware of his heavy gaze on her lips and the idling fingers against the fabric against his legs that cause her skirts to shift against her own. She swallows hard before pulling her lips between her teeth, chewing on her bottom lip in thought before releasing them when her lips part to answer him. )

It is a test of the spirit, making us stronger within ourselves so that no one can use temptation against us.

( There was a time when she was completely and utterly devoted to her faith. She was young and naive, believing nothing could shatter that solid foundation, but as time went on, her faith was tested repeatedly. While still a devout and firm believer, she isn't as immaculate or pure as she desperately tries to appear.

With the atrocities she has committed, especially within this room today, she realizes how far she has fallen when she doesn't tell him that any temptation is wrong as she would have at a different point in her life. )

How would you be certain that no one would be hurt? If anyone, especially those desperate to see us fall, caught wind of giving in to temptation, they could use it against us.