Broken Boulder let me down, let me down gently

of course not, queenie!!!!!!!! delight is holding himself together by the most fragile of threads; queenie's bout of self-doubt is doing little to help him out, here. he thinks about leaving, throwing out some vague answer and escaping to ruminate. because maybe she is right. somehow he finds it in himself to pull the threads a little tighter instead, and says, "i don't know, but i don't think anyone's ready, probably. and our situation isn't exactly.. typical, right?" delight offers a faint smile for her sake, tapping his nose to his paw against the soft earth. "i guess we'll figure it out once they actually get here," he offers. it's not an ideal situation for either of them right now, but they've gotten this far by just forging ahead blindly: hopefully they can do that again now.