Jade Fern Grove Stay Gold

No give without take. Reverie huffed a soft laugh; not unkindly, but she knew it was a rude reaction nonetheless and tipped her muzzle down in a quick gesture of apology. There's a lot of give without take if you're a sucker like me, She smiled a little sardonically, thinking of Tybault and the twins and even Rose. Listen, I feel bad about interrupting you. Helping you would make me feel better. Think of that as the take, if you have to.
It was clear the girl hadn't led an easy life; Reverie knew what that was like, but she wasn't sure she'd ever been quite so jaded herself. She knew kindness existed, at least enough to recognize it when it fell into her lap, enough to meet it with desperate gratitude rather than wariness. This was different. This wasn't just staring in disbelief at the helping hand extended, this was flinching from it in fear of what else that hand might do. Her heart ached for the ash-furred wolf, but she didn't step closer, as much as she wished to.