Oh good, a Kenzie she can interact with. Stacia throws her arms around the other Garou.
"I don't think its Jorgmund," she says, stroking her hair. "I think it's something else. Stuff, maybe."
Which isn't the actual problem, but at least Jorgmund can't see the worst night of Kenzie's life.
"There's no reason you lived," she continues, beginning to rock them back and forth. "It was dumb luck. It always comes down to dumb luck in the end. Our wisest, fastest, and most cunning can be struck down for no reason other than than they were in the wrong place at the wrong time. It's not your fault that you lived and they died."
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"I don't think its Jorgmund," she says, stroking her hair. "I think it's something else. Stuff, maybe."
Which isn't the actual problem, but at least Jorgmund can't see the worst night of Kenzie's life.
"There's no reason you lived," she continues, beginning to rock them back and forth. "It was dumb luck. It always comes down to dumb luck in the end. Our wisest, fastest, and most cunning can be struck down for no reason other than than they were in the wrong place at the wrong time. It's not your fault that you lived and they died."