Bramblepoint be proud of your place in the cosmos, it is small and yet it is

blixen has been quieter than usual on this trip, not devoid of the brash spirit she brought last time but taken down to a simmer. war is something different, something she has not known yet but in story and understanding of her duty. she is excited to see mother but - worried, too, because she knows mother will be upset (but, she hopes once they can talk properly - once mother realises how grown she is now! - she'll understand why blix wanted - no, had to come). 

and furi's come too, which adds a new layer to the whole thing. she expected the other gona to remain in her stead. to, frankly, want to stay by rose's side. that furi chose to come along instead makes her feelings even more complicated - she's happy, of course, and she's glad to have her friend by her side (this is what she'd envisioned, sort of), but it also means having to confront the thing she's been delicately skirting around since rose arrived.

and by delicately skirting we mean staunchly refusing to acknowledge or deal with at all, especially now that they're on the mend. 

she's not sure if she's gonna sleep but she's thinking about it when nomi nudges her, and quietly the ginger falls into step at her side, ears perked curiously. she didn't come this way on their last trip to the caldera nor does she know for whom nomi calls, and she tilts her head as they start to head back. "who's there?"