Blacktail Deer Plateau i remembered this song

probably much to her displeasure, aditya was in fact close by. he had been lurking around the rendezvous lately, flat and defeated from the events of the past days. his ears canted forward, curiously, as he heard coughing and wheezing, and he padded to the source of the noise, only to find sorrel, weak and shaking.

pity surged through him as he remembered what all had gone down. this poor girl. . .  he thought of her, and the red-pelted woman pema and shale had found, and felt nothing but shame. they could provide shelter, true enough. but to heal their bodies, their souls? only time could do that.

giving her advance warning he was coming through a light chuff, he smiled warmly, keeping his distance. "hello, sorrel," he greeted, keeping his voice soft and low; he still remembered their last interaction. "is there anything i can do for you?" he might as well ask; the girl sounded like death walking.