[Maybe it's the lack of familiarity. Maybe it's all the strangers. She isn't sure, but she had never been able to settle into the refugee housing and had yet to find anywhere else to put down more permanent roots.
She prods at the stew in her own bowl then takes a bite, looking into the fire as she chews and then swallows.] My tribe were always nomadic. I haven't been able to move around as much in the last ten years, but it isn't something I'm unused to.
[Vennessa looks up at him curiously and her lips quirk into a smile.]
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[Maybe it's the lack of familiarity. Maybe it's all the strangers. She isn't sure, but she had never been able to settle into the refugee housing and had yet to find anywhere else to put down more permanent roots.
She prods at the stew in her own bowl then takes a bite, looking into the fire as she chews and then swallows.] My tribe were always nomadic. I haven't been able to move around as much in the last ten years, but it isn't something I'm unused to.
[Vennessa looks up at him curiously and her lips quirk into a smile.]
And what about you?