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Quixote's comment earned him a small but pointed look, but he might've missed it as he moved on to stand over by Colt and talk with him. Whatever. They were all here now and Fern wasn't about to let anyone talk smack about her — although most of it was silly, what Fern was most interested in was Neasa's statement about leaving. The young woman huffed and puffed at this, her attention zero-ing in on Neasa for the time being.

Leaving? Hell no! I didn't track you through the wilderness just so you could say hello and then high-tail it out of here! She couldn't help but bristle at the thought of being abandoned here at the Caldera, not after that monumental journey. You wanted to find Finley, well here she is! I only stopped you from boinkin' all the strays in these wilds so you wouldn't show up pregnant. That'd just be rude. Okay, there was a little bit of humor in Fern's voice now, but she was entirely serious, and a little annoyed at her younger sister's comments.

And adding in Colt's two cents didn't help either. Oh, stuff it, Colt. What are you even doing here? She narrowed her eyes at him and huffed again. If you're on team ess-tee-dee then maybe you should've been the one to escort Neasa. But I guess you were too busy gettin' busy yourself. Ugh, family.