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Fennec gave a relaxed roll of a shoulder.  It was almost a shrug, but not quite.  They didn't hate me.  At least, she didn't think they did.  In the end they'd understood, but she'd had to make them.  Because she was still pretty certain, if she'd waited for permission, she'd still be waiting now.  She didn't think that would have ever come.

If you waited, I'd go. Not to stay, but.  She didn't quite finish the statement, but she let it hang there casually.  Despite her statement about being left behind, there was no weight on the offer.  Her hurt feelings didn't extend to her younger siblings; it was different for them.

Besides, who knew when she'd be okay to travel?  Winter was kind of a dumb time regardless, but if Alyx looked for sooner than later, she'd be out and Fennec would wish her well.  Not your fault if they want you in a box you don't fit in.  I think they figure it out.  At least, Phox had seemed to come around to it with her.  Maybe Niamh was different, maybe not, but it was hard for Fennec to imagine the woman hating her daughter for grabbing some of that independence for herself.  Just tell them.  If she disappeared without a word, that did... different things.