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Maia leaned in as well, her tail brushing his as it waved.  Yeah, I could see that.  She'd never failed to feel that way, but she had felt the opposite.  In fact... It's funny.  I never really thought about it before.  But I've been traveling so much since I left home, I still call it that.  I never really even called the copse that.  And that "home" isn't even there anymore.  She admitted this with a little regret.

She didn't want to pause her travels, but she didn't want that to be everything to her anymore.  She wanted to call a new place home, especially because every time she thought about it now, she had to remember what had happened there and that the forest she knew was gone.

Her heart lifted to hear that he was excited to come with!  The second part was harder.  Not far, for a while, with winter and all.  But there's some really pretty places nearby.  She thought about the hot springs (a little far, maybe), and the Glen (claimed now, but they could maybe visit) and a few of the other spots Charon had shown her.  She'd like to visit them again, but going alone just seemed sad.