Swiftcurrent Creek No one Dared, Disturb the sound of silence

If Arric couldn't help her, what on earth made Wren think she could? 
A defeated, faint grin passes her features, a sadness to it that permeates the air around them. I get it, another solemn shrug, more like a twitch. I mean... s'hard, watching someone go through it. Knowing there's fuck all you can do about it. Just kinda watchin' their life fall to pieces, eh? Sucks. She kicks a stray pebble with an outstretched paw. Wish she would'a at least let me talk to her, but, y'know, that's neither here nor there now, I guess. 
Creating some space between them, she shuffles backward before landing in a sit, implying her willingness to extend their conversation. What's new around here, though, eh? I miss anything fun?