Honeyed Pasture you smoke crack, dontcha?

She thought about the question and wondered how she should respond. Ying thought that there was nothing wrong with admitting where she'd been, as long as she avoided specific names. She knew that her flurry of thoughts was probably unreasonable, so after flashing him a confident smile, she replied, A small one. Her journey was almost complete, and Ying was almost sad about it.

There were things to attend to at home, though, so she didn't dwell on this sadness for long. Ying turned and began to walk, nodding for the mink to follow. What you doing these days? she asked. They didn't know much about one another (likely for the better) but for the sake of building a friendship, Ying was willing to bend the rules.