Sun Mote Copse looks like we just got a little closer.

Penn stared blankly at Phox as he thanked him for being with Fenn and expressed his gratitude that neither of them had been alone. He felt many less than kind retorts flooding his tongue, but held them back and responded with nothing more than a shrug. What did this guy actually care that he hadn't been alone? And they sure hadn't seemed grateful for much of anything when Fenn had told them she wanted to travel with him, from what he understood. So where did he get off? He glanced at Fenn, though, and decided not to rock the boat. She seemed happy. Why fuck it up.

He stood and followed, feeling more and more uncomfortable as the conversation continued. He rolled his eyes at Fig's explanation of how they'd ended up together. There'd been no we when the decision had been made to come back to the Copse, and calling this place home might not be a stretch for Figment, but it certainly was for him. In spite of himself, Penn glanced around as they moved, maybe sort of hoping to see Wraen and Eljay, but also hoping like hell they didn't show up. He knew the sight of them would make him feel guilty. And what did it really matter? He sure as hell wasn't staying.

He peered at Fennec again. 

When Towhee arrived, Penn braced himself for the whole happy reunion excitement to start again. He sighed, but was surprised in a very nearly pleasant way when she came and greeted him. He'd forgotten he liked Towhee. He smiled, but it was quick to tighten on his face. He didn't want to like her. She wasn't family. None of them were. This wasn't home. He hated it here. He wanted to leave.

He slipped back into the role of sulky teenager then and simply kept his mouth shut tight, waiting for when he could slip away on his own.