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It was a good question.

One that made all of the answers that lingered on her tongue feel...foolish. Dumb, when confronted with what had occurred here. Yet she had nothing else to stand by except her own choices. So she sucked in a tiny breath to build some false sense of confidence before she breathed a response.

I did not wish to disturb the herd. Honest, meek. Near uncertain of herself. They will be good for the future. I cannot lose them. Possessive over them despite her uncertainty in such a decision now.

I plan to head back, if you say this place is no good.