She worried that her poor conversation skills would kill the conversation before it could begin, that the other girl would just nod and go about her day. Cosette wouldn’t have blamed her if that was what she did, she likely would have done the same if the roles were reversed. The girl couldn’t seem to hold her gaze, but when they did look at each other, something in her gaze made Cosette’s cheeks feel warm and flushed. The silence seemed to stretch on. While in reality it was likely only a few moments, it felt much, much longer. She wanted to say more, but nothing came to mind before she was spared.
She was a bit embarrassed by the way she would have to answer the question. Aside from Indigo, Cosette had not had many interactions with any of her packmates. There was a small part of her that had hoped she wouldn’t have to get to know them, too, if he started his band soon enough. The thought of having to put herself out there and to get to know so many other wolves gave her a kind of anxiety she never knew she could have. Getting close to others opened her to new chances to find herself heartbroken. Even caring for Indigo, who was nothing but kind and supportive, seemed to hurt more often than not. Her constant feelings of being insufficient were suffocating, and the more comfortable others made her, the louder those insecurities got when she found herself alone. "No, I don’t believe we have. I’ve been here since winter, and to be honest I haven’t really met anyone." Of course she had met Resin when she first joined, and had had a very brief interaction with some other earthen colored man but she couldn’t remember if she’d even gotten his name. "I’m Cosette."
