Firestone Hot Springs every single night's all right with my brain

'Sketchy' was one way to put it; Maegi was leaning more toward 'fucking horrible.' Semantics. . . Either way, she was glad that they were on the same page on this front, and she shook her head slowly at his story, letting the frustration show over her face. Seems like they have a knack for giving others problems.

Hela. Was she with them, still? Her heart ached and yet was frosted over; the girl had made her choice. Maegi was loath to let her niece back into her soul, and even more reluctant to one day welcome her home, should she choose.

Mal. It's good to meet you, she said sincerely. How has your pack fared during the earth's shaking? There have been a lot of problems with trees falling, Maegi added, ignoring the pain that gripped her as she thought—

—NO, 'NANSI, NO!—

—Damn. Would it ever go away?