Greatwater Lake he has thrown down the cavalry as gravel sinks

he seems to accept this, and offers the information that has relief settle. she's glad for the girl, and for the man that stands before her. she hopes for the both of them that their claim is strong, an alien thought. never once had she thought herself wishing for the good fortune of the wood, but much had shifted in the past week alone. 

he offered his home, then, and at this she paused. again, her gaze travelled out toward blackfeather, the familiar loom of it's branches. she considered it, life beneath the canopy again. she remembered the dark and the carrion and nights alone against the cold rock of wolfskull. "it is you home, but it can never be mine." she offered, soft yet firm in her decision. "still, if you ever have need of me, I will do what I can to help." she feels bound by her care for Maegi to offer this, at least.