Blacktail Deer Plateau and in the morning when you rise

Finally a commonality- Rosalyn too, had grown up on the shore, lived near it. Even if they'd grown up very differently. Huā chooses to ignore the comment about change being necessary- change was hard, and she preferred to go back to the beach. Not stay in this place which made her feel claustrophobic, the sky blocked out, the sea faraway. 

Huā gives her a little nod, awkwardly. She felt there was little for her to say; Rosalyn had made her feel she could not be as open as she wished to. They would go on walking for a little while longer, something like small talk exchanged between them, before going on their ways. Huā would contemplate her thoughts on Rosalyn's character and personality on her own.