Sea Lion Shores shady inference

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Uma listened to the boastful answer she was given. It took all of her strength not to shake her head and lay into the girl regarding the dangers of a solitary life. Feint's prideful tone betrayed her, exposing just how young and naive she was. The porcelain doll's maternal instinct brought sadness to her magenta eyes as they swept over the Feint's spindly frame, her sharp hipbones. Alas, nothing she could say would have any sway over the young woman's decisions, but she could not bring herself to say absolutely nothing. You should find one. Bluntly spoken, it would have to suffice.

Uma shook her head regarding Indie, her eyes following Feint's, together gazing at the sea lions. It's more complex than that, honey, she said. Indie believed she had done wrong, and so she fled out of shame. I need to tell her that she did nothing wrong. That is why I must find her. There was a soft pleading quality to her voice. She spared the details, just in case the silvered girl came across Indie during her spectacular loner travels. It was not kind to share other's business with strangers. Especially those whom Uma cared about.

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