Lost Creek Hollow wear your silver lining; wear it close to your skin

Treason of course didn't know what Dawn had been through.  It wasn't like at this point Treason could do much about it.  Life was life, and sometimes would be cruel, other times it would just pass by without too much notice.  That was just the way life was.  Besides, there should have only been two of them.  Mona was a complication.  They'd see how that ended up, but Treason was gonna be pessimistic about the whole thing until proven otherwise.  Thank you, she said, stepping forward to collect the hare.  She backed up a couple of steps again and set it back down at her feet.

She nodded, Yes.  Beta, basically.  Trying to remember -- you haven't been here all that long, right?  Obviously we hadn't crossed paths, but. Shrug.  She should do better about meeting people.  Well, she'd soon have an excuse to avoid everyone, right?  Hm.  Yeah, probably shouldn't think of it that way.  Settled in and everything?  Standard questions, really.