Blacktail Deer Plateau I've got a jar of dirt!

She sounded like everyone else he'd spoken to. It was like they'd all given up on their original home, which he didn't understand. Maybe it was his youth that empowered his devotion to this idealistic place—maybe it was his mental state upon returning to his family, too. The forest was intimidating. It was dark. There was too much around him at all times, and he could not keep tabs on all the possible hiding places. Who knows what could be lurking upon the plateau? But he doesn't mention any of this; he's already done his best and fallen short.

Then his mother asked, Where would you have us go, Reyes? And it felt like more weight was being added upon him and he did not like it. He shrugged, his shoulders rising slowly and then falling as he sighed. I don't know. Nevermind.