Broken Antler Fen If you let my soul out

[table width=85%][tr][td]Liri doesn't take well to criticism, especially by someone who knows so little about her.

She certainly feels some measure of emotion towards Burke but it isn't familial or even friendly. He's a stranger; a kind stranger but a stranger nonetheless.

"Is that what we are? Friends?" The wraith gives a small shake of her pale head. 

"You allowed me to come with you, and I'm grateful given the state I was in, but I don't think that's the appropriate word," she corrects him. Liri is unsure if an acquaintance would even be the word for their relationship.

She isn't something that needs fixing. 

"If you want to help me, you can help me take this back," Liri turns to the deer, finished with the conversation. She grasps its neck in her jaws and begins to tug without checking to see if Burke has stuck around or not.[/table][/tr][/td]