Redhawk Caldera Just as I took the world on my shoulders

She didn't want to hang on. She wanted to leave. Like... leave leave. The familiar urge to run had been more intense than ever recently and Killdeer was one of the few things able to prevent her from giving in to that temptation. Sometimes she even caught herself resenting him for that... and it added to it. Anyone else was fair game, but she was trying so hard not to take too much of this out on him.

You can't, okay?! No one can. I didn't fucking chase him off like you, mom. He left. She didn't bother to keep this outburst quiet as she spun around to face Towhee one more time. So what exactly would you do!?

The last part didn't sound like a question, but it was one. She was so angry, and when she wasn't angry, she just felt awful. This was worse than anything; worse than losing Penn, worse than when she'd run off the first time. She couldn't explain it and she refused to try.