"we'll change the world!" but nothing seems to change

At least with Bas nearby, she felt a bit better. His presence meant safety, meant comfort, meant... well, it meant a few things that she couldn't really confront right now, but it meant that she wasn't going to be alone out here in the dark. Couldn't sleep? The question came. Hazel shook her head without speaking, gaze trained on the fire for a long moment. "Nightmares again," it was a quiet admission, one that didn't come easily.

Her thoughts... Hazel sighed, trying to put those thoughts together. How did she even... how did she even explain that? How could Hazel even explain to him what was going on in her head. Her gaze, instead, fixed on a piece of wood next to the fire pit, foxfire glowing dimly in the darkness. "If you hadn't found me that day by the hot springs, I would have died out there." Hazel's voice was small when she spoke, the smallest it had ever been. Usually boisterous, rowdy. Not tonight. No, not tonight. "And then in the winter... what happened with my dad..." the girl's words shook as she spoke, a chill racing down her spine. "Everything that happened after, too..." she trailed off, trying to collect her thoughts.

"It feels like cheating, still being here after all that." The words were a whisper. It was a lot to drop on Basilisk now, in the middle of the night, with him fresh out of bed. Hazel couldn't meet his gaze, still staring at the dimly glowing piece of firewood. She'd deny it if confronted, but there were tears welling up beneath her eyes. If Hazel had any say in the matter, she wouldn't let them fall.

"Speech"