Sawtooth Spire It's only been about a couple of days

She'd never been the best at reading the emotions of others. Wylla could tell when she was getting under another wolf's skin, but she couldn't always recognize when her jabs were causing pain. Mahler's weary sigh came as somewhat of a surprise, as did his response. She wasn't sure why she was certain his answer would be yes. When he said he didn't, a little weight unlatched itself from her ever-guarded heart and fell away.

Unfortunate for her, but you can't just make anyone love you. She shouldn't push it. She knew she shouldn't push it, but as they wound down into the valley—which she begrudgingly had to admit was suitable, so far—she couldn't help but practically scoff. It explained a lot. It certainly shed light on Takiyok's strange questioning when they first met, the immediate assumption that she and Mahler knew one another.