Moonspear And into the fire we go

Kit, if this isn't okay, just throw a brick at me!

Oh, Gannet. Liffey couldn't help but smile softly as he spoke such kind and understanding words. He always tried so hard to see the best in others, and she reasoned that in this, he did have better perspective to do so than she did. They had given him shelter and taken care of him after all that had happened... But then again, they had been the one to injure him in the first place. And if Gannet had protested them taking him into Moonspear's territory, would they have let him go? No. They would not have. Gannet may have been able to reason himself into being optimistic about this situation, but there were certain things about this that Liffey couldn't forget.

But in the end, this was his life, and his decision. She looked at him, tilting her head thoughtfully to the side.

"I just want you to be happy, Gan. And--" 

Footsteps.

She turned.

Alya.

(lol)

"--safe." she finished, then fell quiet as the black female greeted them.