Stone Circle Woulda been gone like a wayward wind

He responds to her anger and frustration with something calm and logical and it only made her angrier. She doesn’t know what to do with everything bubbling up in her chest. Even though he reiterates he’s asking her to come with, this time a little more directly, the charge doesn’t neutralize. They’re feelings she’s ever really experienced and she can’t make heads from tails that matches how she feels to what’s been asked of her. It doesn’t make it easier that whatever decision she makes, she’ll be losing something and trying to decide which is more important than the other.

“Okay,” she says after several agonizing seconds. If Steady were here, asking her to say, she imagines her answer might be different. It is Grayday in front of her, though, asking her away from her home, from her family. The lump in her throat thickens and she slowly releases the breath. The voice repeats in her head, the single word of acknowledgment, and it doesn’t sound like her. Adeline tightens her jaw again, the tension building into soreness. “Okay,” she repeats, this time with uncertainty but she moves forward to try and mask any doubt.