Wapun Meadow downtown

Well, whatever had been happening with Tristan had ended, and Ibis felt exposed because of it. Exposed and frustrated now that the warmth and the fluster was fading; she watched Okeanos for a split second longer but couldn't hold her attention there, and turned to look at the path Tristan had taken, like he was going off to war and she would be heartbroken to never see him again. Maybe they'd run in to one another in the future — but then what? Would their friendship be strained because of this interruption and ensuing awkwardness? She hoped not. Whatever they had been doing had been fun, and Ibis hoped to continue sometime.

Meanwhile Okeanos was trying to talk to her. Ibis heard half of it, and clued in properly when her brother said, um, did you even know him? Which, to her, sounded accusatory, to which she slanted her ears and hissed back at him, Okeanos! Huff! Puff! What was he implying -- ? Sorry, quailed the giant thereafter, and Ibis took a deep breath that sighed out of her. It's fine, it's... Lets just, lets just get moving. C'mon big brother. And with that she lodged the moment of goodness with Tristan in to her memory and spoke no more of it. Ibis brushed her cheek against Okeanos' hefty shoulder as she passed him but didn't wait for him as she picked up her pace, continuing to roam the area.