but now it's just another show

[nostoppinglife]

Moira had never been one to shy away from a problem, to pretend her troubles away, inclined rather to face them head on and worry at them determinedly until she set them right. Admitting defeat was rarely an option, though she wasn't too proud, either, to admit that, at times, it was best to pick your battles. Loss was a fact of life for her, but

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"In a manner o' speakin'," Moira agreed, nodding as she set her notebook down on a bench. It made her smile all the more to see how the birds took to him, more than she could remember seeing such creatures do with anyone else. "I thought a different sort o' company might help clear my head. Sometimes ye just have t' walk away for a bit t' see things the way they are. They're beautiful, aren't they?"

She missed, at times, the birds of the moors, the vast-winged predators and tiny thrushes, robin red breast and barn owl, the calls and habits that had been so familiar to her in her girlhood among the non-human inhabitants of her family's estate. Then, too, there were the gulls and cormorants of Muir, their screeching cries by turns annoying and comforting. She missed the land, at times, as much as the people.

[nostoppinglife]

"They like ye," Moira noted, a touch surprised to find herself enchanted by the nearness of the bird when she carefully turned her head. They were accustomed to visitors, but it was clear there were some they preferred to the rest; they'd rarely been quite so bold with her. She turned her attention to his offer of assistance a moment later, considering him. Talking about a potential science project couldn't hurt, not least when she'd yet to stumble across anything yet herself. Her own personal troubles, though, had barely changed in months and she saw no reason to burden someone else with them now