Deepwood Weald parabol & parabola

Yours was fine! This one though...idek XD

Feyre faltered at Uma's words, slipping a 'No' and 'but I' here and there. A dark glower crossed over her face as the other woman nearly mocked her last words. Her next words were void of her earlier glee, "What matters is that I am now free to do what I wish. And to be with people I care to surround myself with."

 As the other woman continued her ceasless questions, Feyre's confidence failed her. She sank back into her placid persona as the white wolf finished. She finally stammered out a few words, "I d-don't just..talk to myself. I sing and just say..what I see I guess. Commenting on my surroundings?" She looked at the other woman, perplexed by her questions.