Sun Mote Copse when you're off the phone, you wanna get a pizza.

Finley's "no" caught Wildfire by surprise. She stared at her godmother as she explained how Tegan hadn't been able to find her, dead or alive. Her stricken gaze tracked the tear that slid from Finley's eye down her silvered cheek. She should've found hope in this statement, yet her own face crumpled as it felt like a cold stone settled in the pit of her belly. If Tegan hadn't found her, where else could she be but at the bottom of the icy river, her gravestone made of ice?

"I just saw her," she whispered, lips suddenly dry. "Things were slowly getting better between us. I..." Her voice failed her again as her mind tried to process the gravity of this loss. Wildfire kept waiting for an all-encompassing sadness to wash over her, drowning her right along with her doomed daughter, but the seconds ticked by and she only felt strangely numb. Not even a tear budded in her chestnut eyes, despite her usual penchant for crying.

Belatedly, she looked behind her. Kiwi was no longer there. She should go after her. But Wildfire felt rooted to the spot, frozen on the outside as well as the inside. Slowly, she faced her godmother again. "Do you need anything to eat? Somewhere to rest?" she offered a little mechanically, really not sure what to do with herself otherwise.