Sun Mote Copse Break out of captivity

She only had to wait a short while before Fig called to her.  She heard his voice but didn't bother to turn, instead remained standing where she was.

She wasn't angry.  She was ashamed, somewhat, because of how she'd left.  She was scared, more, because she wasn't sure how much he'd missed her.  But mostly, and overwhelmingly, she was jealous.

If these past few weeks had shown anything it was that nothing would be simple when she did it. When he'd been around, she'd been too young to even consider her blindness a limitation.  Now it felt like a chain around her neck, and while he was off living new places, shed been trying to come to terms with it.  It didn't even occur to her that he might not have enjoyed his time away.  She didn't even know if he was staying.

Hey, Fig. She finally said, tentatively.  The silence hung after her words awkwardly.  She'd been looking for him, but she hadn't even considered what she might say when she found him.  Most of the questions she had she didn't want to ask.