Dragoncrest Cliffs i'm circling the drain, i'm washing out

yeah, it is.
her gaze shifts downward to the set of her paws upon the ground. she is thinking of something and it shows in the way her eyebrows twitch.
do you think i fit in okay, here, val? she asks, a solemn note to her voice. i mean, i try, but i'm so... i've never been strong, or independent. like chacal and mireille. i kind of feel like i just... drift around, wherever the wind takes me. i just am. like there's nothing too special about me, y'know?
there goes that awkward laugh again. following it is a soft sigh. i feel like i'm too boring for this place sometimes.