Milo responded quickly. ‘I understand where you're coming from, Nzingha. If you don't want to be on your own, why not? You don't have to stay there all the time, you have your own free will. It's completely up to you. If you need something, I'm right here. All you have to do is ask’. Nzingha nodded and opened her mouth to say something but then shut it again, for she had no answers. Nzingha was normally impetuous, instinctual, arrogant. But now she was none of those things. Being herself had cost her dearly – too dearly. She was still herself, but didn’t want to be, and so what would have to change? How could she be different so that everything that had happened to her would not recur over and over and over again? Slowly, she shook her head, before making it a more emphatic movement. “Th… thank you. Thank you for cleaning my wounds. And… the offer. It’s nice to have a friend.” Nzingha turned away Milo and began to walk back the way from whence she had came. She had things she had to do – she needed to make amends with her family – especially Grey Wind for disrespecting him in the manner that she had. But more than that she needed to find herself and discover who she was now, or rather who she could be now… before she was the cause of anyone else’s death. Once, and just once, she turned backward to lay her suns on Milo. “I hope you find what you are looking for. If… if you do try to go for your dream, you can find me in Abendrot. I’ll be staying with my uncle for the time being.”

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