Heron Lake Plateau Norupo.

Tegan could think what he wanted, that she couldn't "play house" and consider Fig and Fen hers. But he would also be dead wrong. As soon as he finally left, there was only one emotion: relief. She made no retort to his parting words, didn't have a mind for him at all once he was gone from view. She hurt in a lot of ways, yet the kids were here and they were okay. She was sorry that Tegan (and herself, honestly) had behaved that way in front of them. Hopefully there would be no lasting damage, to them anyway. Her relationship with her brother was now essentially scorched earth.

"You two okay?" she asked, leaning over to nudge them and wincing at her smarting shoulder. Fig had cleaned up some of the blood. "Sorry about all that," she sighed, then wearily added, "Let's go find your dad." She prepared to go in the opposite direction as Tegan and turned, plucking up Z's poor broken body as she went.