Shy Deer Steppes in the junkyard, it's every dog for himself.

satsu watched them go.
she would have been pleased to take this moment to flee, cavort across the steppe, or find her way back to akashingo alone; but there was the ever-present thread of the saints to think about. she did not wish to be difficult with her servants, even if she disliked their constant presence.
it was their presence that would keep her alive until her wedding, perhaps beyond.
so she began to doze, waiting for their return.