Bramblepoint short change

We are leaving.

It hit her like a ton of bricks, crashed down every bit of fantasy she'd built up in her head during the few seconds that they'd spent musing their future.  Far from here.  You mean, like, closer to me, right?  Her words were casual but her tone was disappointed and broken, because somewhere deep inside she knew that it wasn't.  

I can't leave.  My brother — her brows contorted as she thought of what he said.  The Woods?  Blackfeather?  

No.  No, you're — what?  She stood up, reeling, and took several sprawling steps back.