Firefly Ravine how lonely to be something nothing wants to kill

It is oddly comforting for someone else to know, even if it is her enemy, especially since he can shift the encounter in his favor. He has her grief exposed, vulnerable and just within reach. She glances up at him, finally feeling a little relief fill in at the edges. A choked, staggering sob ruffles her lips but it is followed by a soft gasp, inhaling a long breath and holding it. Maybe her heart will slow and her ribs will heal and she can feel normal again.
 
Furi shakes her head before she finds something on the ground to stare at. The words to explain how she’d gotten lost from her family long ago build on her tongue but she swallows them. She cannot shed all of her problems, even if she wants to, even if she finds relief in someone else knowing her grief. No one in Drageda can offer that and she hates that it is her neighbor.