[Too much, if she's honest. It would have been so much easier if they had just gone to find a crack to fix, or a spirit to defeat, but instead, she is left with her thoughts. This is one of those times when she could use the distraction...
And while there is a lot that she could and perhaps wants to say to him, the rustling of leaves reminds her of why she had asked for a tree in the first place. Wordlessly, in answer, she reaches into her pockets and pulls out the several slips of paper that she'd taken before they left.]
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[Too much, if she's honest. It would have been so much easier if they had just gone to find a crack to fix, or a spirit to defeat, but instead, she is left with her thoughts. This is one of those times when she could use the distraction...
And while there is a lot that she could and perhaps wants to say to him, the rustling of leaves reminds her of why she had asked for a tree in the first place. Wordlessly, in answer, she reaches into her pockets and pulls out the several slips of paper that she'd taken before they left.]
... There are a few more I wish to write.