A storm of negative emotion surges through Sulen, and as always, is directed inward.

They don't take the invitation to lean forward, but they speak even more quietly. "Sasha conversed with the moth," they say. "It apparently spoke of predators. Remaining here does not seem a safe course." Sulen closes their eyes. They don't want to look at Ashari or their signifier. "On a personal level, I would prefer it if you were somewhere safer."