Wapun Meadow no diggity, no doubt

she's doubtful still, but more pressingly, she wants her family whole again and her dad back to chew on. he promises that his leave is only temporary, but she can't stand the thought of him leaving and not knowing when he'll be back, or where he's gone, without her. Dago was right when he expressed his liking for Diaspora — she liked the big pokey mountains, the lake, the flowers and the little girl who wasn't quite her brother. but more than her liking for her birthplace was her fierce desire not to be left behind. "I come with," she pressed, resolute. she blinks at Dago, understanding his apprehension and yet not liking the idea of leaving him behind, either. 

he's moved on to them, now, and she huffs. "I know," and she stands, not quite moving to greet her father yet. "got a beetle." she offers suddenly, thinking he should know and be proud of her. she doesn't want to dwell, not that she's made it clear she won't be left behind, and isn't fond in the slightest of the doubt and upset caused by his disappearance.