Duskfire Glacier sonraun

"okay."
the anger was mixing with pain; she felt bruised inside and out, and suddenly wanted to cry harder than she was now. but not in front of anyone.
not in front of him.
"okay, thanks. and thanks for the spar," heda said, flinging herself upright stumbling around kigipigak. "i'm sorry — thank you for going to rivenwood," she tried to clarify, voice breaking at the last.
and then heda did run away, run and run until she could be in the furthest recesses of the glacier, where not a single soul could hear the broken sobbing that erupted from her throat like vomit.