Firefly Glen And what once was a world is a star

last for me!

To Fennec's immense surprise, neither of them came to any kind of defense.  She was glad for it, especially when Bronco agreed with the sentiment and didn't try to unharshen the blow.  She wasn't proud of it, but she knew in a way how Atlas felt.  Leaving was easier, but either he'd come back or he wouldn't.  Meerkat trying to make that decision for him wouldn't have done him any favors.

It had been a lucky break, Meerkat finding her.  But she'd already made the decision to come home at the time, at least the way she remembered it.  If she hadn't, she'd have told Meerkat to let them know she was fine where she was.

Fennec trailed silently after too, there for support, but hanging back anytime it seemed the two of them wanted to chat about what had happened.  She had her own grief to process, in her own way, but it still felt different from theirs, and she felt a little odd (not for the first time) trying to fit herself into whatever bond Bronco and Meerkat had.