Heron Lake Plateau who's saying nothing about as loud as she can.

Okay, straight up, this was the fucking worst.

He barely answered her. He was looking at her, but Fin knew he barely saw her. Situations like these sucked. She wanted him to be happy. She wanted to fix him. She wanted to see him smile and to hear him tell her about his day with all his silly, nonsense words. But he was hurting. She had hurt him and the world had hurt him worse, and she couldn't do a damn thing about it. There was no going back on the choices she had made, and Fin had learned a long time ago that there was no bringing back those who were lost. So what was there then? Small talk and fingers crossed that one or the other might somehow make a difference?

This sucked. It sucked.

"Scale of one to ten," she said finally, unable to help herself, "How pissed are you at me?" Fin couldn't take the hunky-dory bullshit anymore. Tegan had always been real with her and she needed that back, somehow. No matter how awful the things he had to say to her were.