Heron Lake Plateau she's so paris when we kiss

"Tired," she breathes, chuckling a little. "But everyone is-- so I can't complain." She is trying to lighten the mood-- even if only slightly. The air was so dense you could practically grab it, and she is slowing becoming more and more uneasy with their conversation. Somehow, however, she can't seem to end it. 

"How is your new pack? I know you mentioned it last time we met but... well we didn't talk long," she says, her jaw quivering into an uneasy smile.