Hmm, this feeling of being uncomfortable didn’t sit right in her stomach. She was starting to wonder if she shouldn’t second guess her decision not to thank Corbie with a night of passion. At least then she wouldn’t feel like she owed the other woman something. For her compassion, resource, and aid.
“You very likely saved my life, and I’m grateful for that, Corbie, but I don’t feel like I belong in Avalon. I don’t want to go away feeling like I owe you, so I guess… I guess I’m here for two reasons. To ask how I can clear my slate, and permission to leave.” She said after an awkward pause. Spice batted playfully at her ears from her spot tucked behind the wolf's head. Paying little attention to their words.
