"But you know what he did to me!!" Kianna snarls, eyes glaring. "I understand how you felt. I really do! But you fucking," She looks down at the ground to compose herself. She was shaking at this point, "you fucking went to them. Fabine of all people. You meant so much to me..." she trails off and looks away to fight back tears. Misha didn't understand. She didn't. And that hurt Kianna the most.

Kianna glared at Misha. "That's not what I meant and you know it." She remained where she was and watched the Brom. "Then tell me why. What made you think they were any better? Did I do something that made you make the choice?!" Kianna was practically snarling at this point. It was a miracle she hadn't lunged at the girl alreadym

Kianna just shook her head. "Whatever, Misha." She bit the inside of her cheek to distract her from how angry she felt. She didn't want to lose control of the situation. Kianna sighed heavily and ran her fingers through her hair before turning to her again. "Sorry that we're terrible people. We'll never drag you down again," Kianna smiled sweetly at Misha, but her eyes were cold. She just couldn't show her how much hurt she felt. She'd rather die.

Kianna just shrugs. She didn't have enough energy to fight her. The river fiasco had sapped her of all her strength. "You're right, how could I have been so naive. I'm the one in the wrong." She turns back to the fire. "I hope it was good while it lasted." She mutters, loud enough for only her to hear. It was for me... Kianna thought to herself as she gazed into the flames. She didn't care if Misha replied or not at this point.

Kianna shrugged once more before replying. "Say whatever you like. I don't care anymore." She fought to keep from crying, and kept her eyes on the fire. Why did things have to be this way? Maybe if you acted like you regret it, at least for my sake. As if you missed me. Kianna felt Misha's anger from where she was sitting and sighed.

Kianna sat down and pulled her knees to her chest. She watched the fire as she ignored Misha. Her eyes followed the dancing flame as she listened for Misha to day anything, even if she knew she wouldn't. Should I be sorry? Did I genuinely fuck up? Were we that terrible? Kianna thought of the months that Misha had stayed with them. Sure, things could be intense, but why wouldn't they be? How could the Broms be any better than them? Kianna shook her head slightly.

Kianna glances over at her from over her arm. "Do you ever miss me?" She asks softly, not looking her in the eyes. She hugs her knees tightly before Misha could reply, not wanting to hear her answer. It could go any which way. She inwardly hoped no one was watching - or listening for that matter - to their exchange. Her eyes lingered on Misha for a few more moments before she returned them to the flames.

Kianna clenches her jaw as Misha spoke. She nods slightly. "I hope the Broms are what you hoped for." She locks her eyes on the flames to save herself from looking at Misha. She didn't know if she should feel... happy? Sad? Angry? Kianna just knew she wished things had happened in another way were they could have a least made it out as friends. She sighs softly as the heat from the fire warmed her entirely. "I'm sorry I suggested to bring you back as a prisoner."