[she doesn't really have much else to say, so she falls silent for a time. Nepeta feels awful for inadvertently poking fun at his death, but at the same time she can't help but wonder how many more of those minefields she's going to wander into in an attempt to keep things light and semi-normal. it's a disheartening thought.
eventually she finds something relatively inoffensive to comment on and speaks up again, pointing at one of the many gnarled trees along the path a couple dozen feet in front of them]
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[she doesn't really have much else to say, so she falls silent for a time. Nepeta feels awful for inadvertently poking fun at his death, but at the same time she can't help but wonder how many more of those minefields she's going to wander into in an attempt to keep things light and semi-normal. it's a disheartening thought.
eventually she finds something relatively inoffensive to comment on and speaks up again, pointing at one of the many gnarled trees along the path a couple dozen feet in front of them]
It's coming up here anyway.