Redsand Canyon Each and every breath we take

Thanks. She should say more, after dragging her out here. See how she was, how things had been since the Caldera. Find out how many, their names, joke and maybe find out about their dad.

But none of that would sound right if she asked it now. She couldn't summon what she needed to make it genuine, and faking it seemed worse than just not bothering at all. She'd get her shit together before seeing them. Which meant she needed to do it sooner than later.

I'll ask him. Maybe I'll come after they sort out what they'll do with me. Her current brand of tired was a little beyond simple travel, but that would give her a bit to maybe rest up and get a grip. Her comment was kind of meant to be a joke, but in the end it didn't really feel like one.

Leaving things on this note felt weird but to be honest, not much felt normal these days. She'd do better next time. With that, she turned to find somewhere nearby where she could talk to her son. Preferably without too many ears joining in.