Broken Antler Fen Burn your biographies

I could. I never... she paused, then smiled. She hadn't really thought about it. I never paid too much attention back home to all of that, but I miss the stories some now. If anyone was interested, it'd be pretty rad to share it. Maybe rad wasn't the right word but, hell. It'd be something.

She considered it for a moment, then decided her answer hadn't changed. While she was pretty happy with whatever life she was living, she was pretty sure there was way more to see than she'd ever have time to experience this lifetime. Besides, if Teya was goin another round, no way she was lettin her hit that alone. World isn't gonna be rid of me that easy. It owes me at least four more good lifetimes, I think. She laughed a little. It was a kind of downer of a subject, but she wasn't at all uncomfortable with it. They had a long time left and her own mortality wasn't something she dwelled on.

After that she did fall quiet, though, contemplating on Teya for a moment. Was now the right time to really bring up the trip? It was hard to see how the Raven felt about her role right now, and the timing of it all made Bridget uncharacteristically reticent. She mulled it over, rolling the words on her tongue as a small breeze came to play and tug at their fur.