Heron Lake Plateau Speak of the not devil.

Elwood put a nice little bow on her commentary, wrapping it up succinctly in a way she hadn’t been able. She glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, affection and appreciation for him written somewhere in her dower expression. She wanted things to be okay again between them all, but it would take her time before the venom in her blood worked it’s way back out. She had said as much to Towhee, who seemed to take it far better than Fin herself ever would have, hypocrite that she was. That was another thing to be thankful for, but she kept that sentiment to herself.

When her goddaughter continued, Fin realized for the first time that she really hadn’t explained her desire to step down in... any way shape or form. Now that the opportunity to do so had arisen, she grabbed it. ”No, you keep your rank,” she replied, wanting to be upfront about squashing that notion, ”I didn’t step down for us because I was upset, much as I’m sure it seemed that way. It’s been a long time coming and this whole ordeal kind of opened my eyes that it’s time to completely let go of the reins and let someone else drive. It feels like our time is better spent on other priorities now.”

Fin decided to leave out her perception of the evidence that had lead her to the conclusion. It seemed like it’d just be throwing salt into a wound that she too wanted to heal. Bitterness wanted her I believe it would help somehow to make her feel better, but she wasn’t fool enough to believe it. Man was it tempting though...