Dragoncrest Cliffs do androids dream of electric sheep?

Not being able to see her expression leaves a heavy anvil in her chest, weighing her down. Surely she is disappointed, likely hates her for what she’s put her through. Furi has lead her astray from every stop along the way.

I can’t try to help you if you hide from me.

Furi whines and sweeps her tail against her haunches, low enough to touch the ground. It’s enough that maybe she hasn’t ruined everything (yet) and she slowly closes the distance and, if allowed, her nose to angle up against her chin with a few apologetic kisses.