Horizon Ridge a lannister always pays their debts

she doesn't reply, but dips her head a fraction. perhaps he didn't, but he did. far earlier than she'd hoped yet later than fate seemed to have wished, and so there remained nothing but to push this knowledge down into the back of her mind and move on. dwelling did little good for anyone. 

she was unhappy for Maegi - as Screech had deserved some better death, so she deserved a better life, now. her expression remained stoic but there was firm belief in her words. "you are strong - you'll move on, find your place." she paused a moment, considering her next words. "He was my companion for weeks. When he vanished, I thought him dead - but you learn to be alone." she had no further desire to talk about him, suddenly, and was half-glad when Maegi spoke of the woods. 

Blacfeather, despite its caves full of wandering lunatics and child-killing mothers, seemed teetering on the edge of war when she'd been there last, and much of her was disapointed that the Redhawks had not wiped them out. still, they were Maegi's family, and she could not express her gladness or fake sorrow with good conscience. "change is inevitable as destruction, but things regrow. in the case of Blackfeather, perhaps they will grow better, stronger." she'd rather see them wiped out and something the wood left to reabsorb the bodies it seemed littered with, but she asked, "do you think you'll go back?"