Firefly Ravine The promises you'll only make

Sort of.  I live back there, in the willows.  We're a sanctuary.  You're welcome to come stay with us, even if it is temporary.  Her eyes remained trained on the poor washed-up girl, though they didn't seek the eyes that couldn't meet her own.  She caught the tremor in her ears, the way she curled in on herself.  This girl was Seabreeze, but a year ago.  But you do not have to.  There is no pressure, whatever you decide.