Dragoncrest Cliffs time isn't real, nothing is real, avocados are half off

blixen runs her tongue along her lips and nods, accepting furi's explanation. something still doesn't sit right with her but all she can do is let it go and if mallaidh wants to open up to her at some point, she'll be available. 

a shame, though, because she definitely still wants to go enact bloody vengeance.

for a moment she is irritated by her friend's refusal to follow her -- until furi speaks, making her hesitate. it's not like she has anywhere better to be, so, "what place?" blix asks, abandoning the notion of the dens. "can i see?" she adds, a little awkwardly -- not wanting to assume she's welcome to go with her anywhere anymore, even if naturally, she wants to.