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Finley felt concern sweep over her as her companion fell quiet and sullen. Her brows knit as she gazed at his downcast face. For a moment, she wondered what to say to him. Obviously something she had said already had upset him, which seemed to suggest that there was a risk in saying more. She shuffled her paws a little awkwardly, bowing her head and biting her lip. She hated awkward moments—they left the usually chatty girl without a clue on what to say or do. That was so not how Finley rolled.

”Sorry,” she mumbled, ”I didn’t mean to upset you. I just.. you know.. Thought...” Fin shut her mouth then, realizing she was on the verge of babbling and really not wanting to make things worse.