Blacktail Deer Plateau Now you know, now you know

I haven't scented a bear... said Lasher, and Saena threw back her ears and chuckled a little too quickly. "That's 'cause there aren't any!" she said hastily in a tone that suggested there was, in fact, a bear. It was like a poor charade: Saena trying to tell hin what ailed her without actually telling him, and poor Lasher likely confused out of his mind.

He asked how she was. This was as good a topic as any to latch onto, and she did so fervently. "Great," she chirped, "y'know, not even mad about dad anymore, that dumb slut can have him. We don't need him or anyone like him here." Realizing belatedly that this might be considered insensitive, she tacked on, "sorry, but he just left us without even asking if we wanted to go, so he's dead to me."

Hoping to get onto another topic before Lasher had time to say the usual, "your father loves you," that so many adults seemed sure of, she chose to spill the beans. "Listen, Lasher, uh... have you ever seen a... a ghost?"