Chimera Fields you're just a line in a song.

He wasn’t responding the way she expected and she didn’t have the patience for it. She didn’t want to explain. Yes she was mad at him. Of course she was mad at more. It didn’t fucking matter.

But then she latched onto a key detail. They’d been disconnected for so long that he didn’t know the biggest part of her life so far. Fennec took it as another indicator that she was an idiot, looking for any kind of validation here.

Killer. Killdeer. He’s my son. She glowered as if daring him to say anything negative. She didn’t know if he’d sort out who the father was and she didn’t much care. It wasn’t as if he’d been there after to pick up the pieces.

Only Fig had. And look where that got him?

You left. You left to do nothing rather than stay. So yeah, Penn, I’m fucking mad at you. Because it means sticking around with me wasn’t more important than nothing. And that was it, right? There was nothing more to say.

He didn’t have to admit it. He’d shown it. Just like Bronco. Just like Germanicus. He didn’t give an actual shit about her; it had been pity all along. And pity only lasted until she became an actual inconvenience.

Whatever. I’m actually done. She turned to go, intending to stalk off in the other direction. She doubted anything he could say would fix this. But she hoped for it anyway.