Neverwinter Forest Bullet train to Iowa.

"You are welcome," Dwin shrugged, biting back a lot darker and sarcastic answer that would go like "I can also remind you of all the things you did not achieve. That's a separate package." Again she reminded herself that there was a fine line between a good joke that would make both of them laugh together and a joke at someone's expense. What made her feel more empathy towards the older she-wolf was that she had had to give up on her own dreams too soon. And now they no longer seemed that relevant. 

"I have no idea, really," she replied truthfully. "Had you asked me this last year, I would have told you everything and more. Now - I kind of do not know. What I set out to do did not turn out as I had imagined it. I mean - it was not as cool. And where I am now - it is kind of boring, but it is stable. I like to have a home to return to and a bit of predictability as well," she finished. "I understand from you though that all the great things in life are ahead of me," she smiled. "And - what now? Becoming a grand-grandmother is not entirely up to you, is it?"