Around, Broken In Two

With the ladies resting on their cushions, Fern began to speak. Bowen was surprised when the grey woman began to apologize. Green eyes blinked a few times, but she stayed silent, letting Fern finish. It seemed as though Bowen's apprehension and nervousness had been noted by the larger fae during the hunt. Instantly the caramel woman felt guilty. She hadn't wanted to ruin anything for Fern, nor had she wanted her to have any ill feelings towards her or about her. Ugh.

Bowen was just about to open her mouth to try and alleviate the negative feelings that Fern was sharing when the woman continued. Bo kept her silence, listening again. Fern was now apologizing for not getting to know Bowen better and finally, she couldn't stand it any more. One sable colored paw reached out, settling on Fern's pale paw. "No, Fern," she began, giving her head a shake. "The way that I acted at the hunt, that was all on me." The small woman gave a soft, huffing chuckle. "I'm an emotional mess on a good day. I was just nervous about everything then. Don't worry about it."

Inhaling deeply, Bowen released a long, slow breath, settling both paws back on her dish of still hot tea once more. "As for getting to know me, I don't make it easy." Viridian eyes watched the steam rise from the hot tea. "I tend to stick to myself or stay in my room. It's hard to get to know others, you know?" Bowen squinted a little, trying to get her thoughts in line. "I'm not very good with emotions and my anxiety is sometimes unbearable, so I try not to be around." She then lifted her gaze, resting it on Fern's troubled features. "I do appreciate the sentiment though," she assured the woman, and even managed a smile.

"Bowen"