Hushed Willows all that we mourn is already here

Qilaq isn’t sure she wants to tell him that’s not it but on some level, she supposes it’s not a bad idea? She’s never seen a shooting star during the day so she feels relatively safe from falling rocks out of the sky. It’s a stretch but it’s there? Sorta? Did you squint hard enough?
 
She shrugs it off with an unsure nod and shuffles her front feet, looking down at the ground at nothing in particular. She’d drown too much attention simply looking at the sky and now she doesn’t know what to do so she sits, patient as always, until he steers or leaves her behind.