Blacktail Deer Plateau I deserved that one.

She watched him freeze over and she tensed.  But then the fight left her, and she shook her head.

When you are ready, I'm here.  And if you are never ready, I'm still here.  She said, softly.  A little weary.  At first impulse, and a few years ago, she might have tried to force an encounter.  She might have egged him, goaded him to violence, challenged him to share.  But Reyes was her son, and she was older now.  Too tired to fight him and loving him too much to endanger the fracture that might follow.

But she could still curse men and their so called strength, as she watched him swallow his words into stony silence.

Then she turned and began to walk, slowly, in  another direction.  There was nothing telling him he could not follow... but she knew he wouldn't.  So she signaled the out he was seeking