Stavanger Bay on the alter

The boy attempts to explain himself but it only leaves her more confused than she had been prior. Her brows knit together between her eyes as she comes to a stop. He takes a few steps to close the distance, loosening up a little, but she twists her lips in contemplation. “My family,” she tells him with a quirk of her head, ears flopping to the side as her confusion becomes obvious. “Who…” she pauses, struggling to wrap her lips around the words she wants to say. “No one lives here now,” she states matter-of-fact. He isn’t going to find whoever he’s supposed to be visiting.