She did her best at both. It's not easy being poor and raising mage children.

[She gives a shrug. Their relationship is complicated and the less she dwells on it the happier of a Marian Hawke she is. For a few moments, she moves the bucket around with her feet, at an unusual loss for words. This happens far too often around him for comfort.]

So. Have you thought about the weather lately?

[That's pathetic, Hawke.]