Blacktail Deer Plateau we are in a state of flux

furi's answer isn't what she wants to hear. the words hurt but she keeps her mouth shut, fighting the urge to prickle and snap. after all it is this very argument that pushed them apart in the first place -- and since then she'd had that conversation with rose, and even if she still doesn't get it, she wants to get it. and she knows she's privileged, too, in a way she hadn't recognized before.

"you're not wrong," she says at last, wincing as she imagines where that final statement might have lead. "i never had to think about any of this stuff before. if i hadn't met you i probably never would have." here she pauses to laugh, a humorless, nervous sound. she wishes she could make it easy for furi -- but she'd never been able to, and she knows she's probably never going to be able to. she's just.. not good at it.

instead: "but like. i think you're -- you're brilliant, furi. whatever you -- have to do, i'm sure you'll figure it out eventually. y'know?"