Benevenuta clinks her glass against Adelaide's with a hint of a rueful smile -
"I am my mother's daughter," she says, and there is no regret in it. No small amount of pride, instead; Ayse Thevenet is a woman to be aspired to. A woman that Benevenuta has admired since she before she was old enough to understand what she looked upon. She's been molded for the tasks she takes on from that young age, and she is justifiably proud of the way she tackles them. "Patience is not a natural virtue of anyone, I think. It is a skill that must be honed. And you have others."
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"I am my mother's daughter," she says, and there is no regret in it. No small amount of pride, instead; Ayse Thevenet is a woman to be aspired to. A woman that Benevenuta has admired since she before she was old enough to understand what she looked upon. She's been molded for the tasks she takes on from that young age, and she is justifiably proud of the way she tackles them. "Patience is not a natural virtue of anyone, I think. It is a skill that must be honed. And you have others."