Redsand Canyon For me to walk away

Towhee didn't keep her waiting for long, which was good in her current state. Any time alone with her thoughts felt like ages.

This was probably long overdue. A part of her still felt like she was being weak, or admitting defeat, having to reach out to someone in order to confirm bullshit that she should have already figured out. But she had clamped a lid on that voice firmly and was dead set on having this conversation.

Hey. Do you have a minute? To talk. She still felt drained from the rollercoaster of the last 24 hours and wasn't bothering to hide it. Likely Towhee would be able to guess the tone of the conversation just from that, but Fennec clarified anyway. I need... I don't know. Advice? Something.