Hushed Willows don't you know i'm no good for you

A place where they will take care of her? Treat her wounds? Feed her? Seabreeze may have described exactly what a sanctuary is but hearing it is different. She’s gone from one extreme to the other and still her mind tries to convince her it’s all a show. She doesn’t suspect it’ll go away anytime soon but she closes her eyes and thinks that after everything, this is still real and maybe it’s more than chance she’d wound up here.
 
“O-Okay.”
 
Qilaq swallows a lump in her throat, nicked ear twitching. She’s quiet for as long as the other woman will allow, clearing her throat and looking up. “I-I don’t know… d-don’t know how long.” Qilaq takes a few rapids breaths, "how long g-gone."