Sun Mote Copse Departure to destruction.

Finley knew she'd been a little too harsh. She was being selfish and pathetic. She wasn't the only one with children and loved ones missing, nor was she the only one who'd ever had to swallow the bitter pill that was getting older. Her pain was too fresh, though. She didn't have it in her to be sensitive in that moment, so she hadn't been. And it didn't matter anyway--it was done, and Towhee was on her way.

Fin didn't say anything as she went, merely curled herself up into a tight ball and began the process of trying not to drown in the pool of sorrow and self-pity she'd been swimming in, and that she'd now stirred a few healthy gallons of guilt into.