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one post mom cameo!

When Xan brought the rabbit, Laurel accepted it without any words. Not even a thank you was extended as she wanted nothing to do with him really, and didn't want to think that she owed him anything. Thank you would imply that he hadn't fucked up majorly, that she owed him for giving her something to eat, when really, as far as she was concerned the food was a meagre apology to the pain he'd inflicted, something small, a first step to fixing things.

She saw him look and vindictively thought good, feel bad. Her level, cold stare implied that he should not try to get closer to them, should stay away for now. If he didn't want to be any more than a seed donor to her, then he would be nothing more than a provider of sustenance for his own children, for the moment.