Redhawk Caldera i wait by the door like i'm just a kid

Sylvie's anxiety often got the better of her and caused her to not think things through before speaking. She didn't consider that Bronco had died of infection and that his children would be hyper-aware of such things. She simply wanted to ensure that he was fine, and by the looks of his injury, he was. O-Okay, she said, dropping the subject once she'd thoroughly inspected it.

From her understanding, their reasons for staying home were similar. Still, there was a sudden sadness about him that she couldn't place with the context he'd given her, and she could not read between the lines. Although she loathed hunting, she wanted to make him happy and quickly agreed to join him. S-Sure! she said, already regretting her decision and cursing her people-pleasing tendencies. I'm not that good, s-so hopefully I don't get in the way.