Moonspear ^_____________________________^

His words confused her, prompting her to shoot a quizzical glance toward Tiki. If he couldn’t do what he wanted due to his age, what made him think that staying here would be any better? He—they all—needed the support of a proper village. And this wasn’t one any longer.

Pie swallowed a lump in her throat as she herself struggled with these two truths. She didn’t want to accept them, nor admit them. But they didn’t even need to do that right this moment, did they?

We don’t have to make any huge decisions right this second. You’ll come with us to visit the caldera though, won’t you? To meet your nieces and nephews?