Redtail Rise not now mom, i'm busy being GAY on the INTERNET

Aviana’s reassurances don’t do much more than take the edge off. Temporarily, she can believe it’s not her fault but it floats around in the distance, ready to resurface later when she’s alone. It doesn’t sit well with her anyway, and she stares off at some other point. She wills her legs to move, to carry her far away from all of this.

She doesn’t know what to do with any of the information she’s given. A first for both of them? She glances upward to make eye contact for a few seconds but she ultimately trails away.

”I should—“ she hesitates, Blixen’s voice an intercom announcement in her head (run away)— ”probably go.”