[She nodded, a slight hesitance to it. As forthright as Fang normally was, the last (the only) time she'd tried to talk about anything related to this, the individual had only half-listened before brushing her off.]

[Chariot wouldn't do that, she knew. Fang took a deep breath anyway.]

...you remember, what I told you before we Bonded? About comin' to terms with the things I've got to do in my world?