Redhawk Caldera A fish that's learned to fly

Fennec had been alone with her thoughts for so long that she was sick to death of their company. It was good for her but it was also awful lately because her entire head was a mess.  She needed a big old dose of shadenfreude to kick her out of her own problems and into someone else's.

Stay?  She requested quietly.  She didn't have anything she particularly wanted to talk about, though there were certainly a number of things she should.  

For once, she'd let him drive.  Normally she'd jump right in with the deflect but it wasn't worth the words right now.  So she saved them and instead relaxed down with a shallow sigh and a slight grimace.