Sleeping Dragon 808s & heartbreak

Perhaps trying to play therapist for her young friend while in such bad shape—having been attacked in much the same way, including the part where she hadn't told anybody the truth afterward—wasn't such a good idea. Wildfire felt a sickly feeling pass through her and she swallowed against a sudden lump in her throat. It hurt her to hear that Goliath haunted Freyja. It also angered her, deeply. But there was nothing to be done for it. She was an invalid, for starters, and even if she hadn't just been given the beat-down of her life, she didn't know how to conquer Freyja's ghosts.

"I'm so sorry," she whispered uselessly, noticing the look if discomfort on the pup's face. "Would you like to talk about something else? You could tell me a story or something," Wildfire suggested randomly, "or I could tell you one? Something happy."