Your eyes are the size of the moon

Things were swiftly going from bad to worse. Instead of reassuring her as he ought to, Azure was quick to dismiss her concerns, waving them away as though it was none of her business. Like she was butting her muzzle in where it wasn't welcomed. Her lips stretched thin as she frowned, the conations of his dismissal ringing in her head like a death toll. Dramatic as it may be her mind clung onto the idea that, for reasons she couldn't quite understand, he'd grown bored of her. Like a pretty doll abandoned on the top shelf, left to get old and dusty. Was that all she'd ever been to him? Someone to stroke his ego and make him smile. For the longest time she'd been alright with that, his attention and care was all she could ever ask for, but there was something in her that wanted more and the fact he didn't seem interested in the least left her feeling very cold and rejected. They were supposed to be-he'd promised.

He said something about finding a den and Hanako couldn't care less, his voice was like sand in her hears and she didn't want to hear it.

"I'd like to go home." Was all she said, all stiff and formal as though all the colour and personality had been drained from her. The calm before the storm. "You can stay if you wish."

Though if he didn't want to walk her home that was fine, she'd make her own way back. Eventually. She was sure someone out there would treat her right, better than Azure Fucking Fatalis was anyway.