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She looked sad now. Fin bowed her head slightly, feeling bad for thinking so harshly of her a moment ago. Of course she was stoic and serious - this was a stoic, serious matter they had at hand here. Finley had never been great at empathizing with others, at least not until it was time for hindsight. Late as it was, the fact that she was catching on so quickly now was actually pretty good for her. Score another one for her maturity level.

Betty did bring up a good point, though - what had happened to her? In all the commotion, Fin had completely forgotten that particular issue. Truthfully, her assumption was already pointing the blame in the correct direction. It would not be the first time they had been warned about their neighbors to the East, and considering the direction Wildfire had approached from.. It did add up. Of course, she had just as much evidence that some random asshole had nabbed her and held her hostage in a cave in the Mesa for the past few weeks. Which is to say, she had nothing. And so, she kept her tongue still and focused instead on making arrangements for Wildfire.

"That'll be fine," she replied when Thur offered to leave one of her packmates behind. "Raven will take good care of her. With any luck, she'll be on your doorstep before Winter." She knew her niece wouldn't mind stepping in to care for her sister. She'd probably be happy for the opportunity to spend time together, even if Wildfire spent most of it sleeping. "Who do you plan on leaving behind?" Fin asked, attempting to be nonchalant before grinning, "And will he sign autographs for my kids?" Her hopeful mind went right to Eljay, though she still was conflicted over his homecoming. She knew her son well enough to know that he was not exactly the ideal choice of body guard, though.