Cerulean Cape there's your obstacle.

Penn might've informed her that traveling alone was a blast, but he held his tongue and merely grinned. Part of him honestly did enjoy being alone, and not just because he had some serious rejection and committment issues. He liked his independence. He liked deciding where he went and when without having to worry about what someone else wanted. He'd had that with Fenn, though. She'd always been up for anything and despite her disability, he'd never really felt like he had to worry about her. She'd never been a burden...

Erm. Uh. But yeah, fuck her. So.

He was relieved when she went on to talk about her own travels, as he'd wanted her to. He hadn't paid much attention to any of the drama that had been explained to them while he'd been at the Copse--preferring to roll his eyes and sulk and stare pointedly off into space whenever someone other than Fennec was talking to him. He was intrigued now about this Moonspear place that apparently had been enough of a point of contention that it had caused Wraen to leave.

The last bit slapped him right in the face, though. Join them? No. Absolutely not. What the fuck.

Fortunately, he didn't say any of that out loud. "I was going to continue along the coast and head up North, go ranging in the mountains for a bit," he said, completely making it up on the fly. He was going to say more, but he hesitated. He was hungry, and there was better food to be caught when you weren't running solo. "...But I could hold off for a few days. It'd be cool to say 'hi' to Wraen again and give her some shit." He didn't know about what, but he'd figure it out.