Things were quiet between them for a moment, Aria gently stroking his mane. Then, she let out a soft exhale.
"...My parents went missing a few years ago, and I had no idea why. Spent the next year and a half tracking them down, and that's how I found out about the Omens. There had been signs of one brewing, and my parents had gone off to deal with it... like they'd already done once in the past. Kept it from me my entire life so I'd have a shot at living a normal one, but things went wrong that time. They... they were already dying when I found them, and I had no way to stop it. All I could do was talk to them one last time."
There was a faint quiver in her voice, but it was clear that old wounds stayed healed. She made sure of that.
"I was strong enough to save freaking time itself, but not what mattered to me the most," Aria said, a sardonic edge slipping in. "If that sounds unfair to you, that's because it was. But... nothing good came of me lingering on it. I had to accept it and move on for my own sake, as well as for the sake of the people close to me."
Pulling back just enough, she looked at him with a sad smile. "And you need to do the same, Ben. I know you're strong enough to do that. You just think you're not."