Noctisardor Bypass I'll keep a light on in my soul

Lane and Tuuluuwaq said that they would have to discuss with the pack. Laurel nodded. It made sense that they couldn't pledge their help right here, right now. Of course, she said with a nod. Thank you for considering it. She knew that she had little ground to stand on asking for help. She knew that there would be many who'd blame her for the monster Merrick had become. Laurel wished she could show them the truth, show them the past — show them how Merrick had murdered her sister, who genuinely loved him and cared for him. But she knew that many did not see it that way. Wylla was the living proof of that.

Laurel didn't feel much when Lane informed her of Wintersbane's death, though she had missed the howls for his departure. Lane informed Laurel of other children that he had fathered. Laurel said, He didn't know about Indra and Abel. He said he wanted to know about them, but I never told him. Laurel thought back to the harrowing moments in which she'd known Wintersbane. She had felt so humiliated. She'd never known him as a person. Perhaps it was for the better that she was dead. Sequoia would have something to say about Laurel requesting aide from the father of her children.

Thanks, Laurel repeated, though the word came out a little broken, For considering. We can use all the help we can get. She looked at them through emotion-riddled, watery eyes as she said it and thought once more of Abel and Indra, while she waited for them to take their leave.