arrived too late at ultimate uncertainty

"Right." She sighed. "Not that it's... it's not bad to be Quanil, it's just... not something I'm used to. And I'm..." She began speaking now more to herself than to Jigano. "...I'm not Quanil, I'm still myself, and..." She cast about for something, anything. Her whole life had gone sideways on her and what did she have, even now?

She smiled as it came to her. "...and I have sheets and curtains to sew." It wasn't much. It wouldn't keep her busy that long, and it wasn't something she could hang her whole life on.

But it was a start.

{Finished}