<div style="background-color:#353535; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><div style="text-align: justify;">You was - taken aback, to put it mildly - by her otherwise calm and collected friend's emotional outburst and rejection of comfort. Her own indignant accusations were lost to Xiao's powerful voice. It later struck her that that had probably been for the best. Her face was stony as she got up from her kneeling position and watched Pip take Ro Pan with him deep into the bowels of the earth. She would never admit it, but watching Xiao beg the animal not to take her brother with it was somehow worse than him actually dying.<br/><br/>You had nothing to carry with her, save the rolled up blanket she slept with. Packing up and leaving was a normal thing, and it made it easier for her that she did not have to go back somewhere to collect odd, useless memorabilia or things like flint and steel. She clenched her fists, feeling the familiar warmth that was more than just body heat gather in her palms. With a glare at everyone as if they were personally responsible for the tragedy that had just happened, You began following Xiao at a brisk pace.<br/><br/>The Earth Kingdom city soon vanished behind her. Smooth, tiled streets became dusty roads, and then just dust. You kept her silence and her eyes fixed on the dot that was Xiao. With her long legs, it was not difficult to keep herself a bit apart from the rest of the former Avatar's entourage, which was now just... an entourage. Of no one. As solitude enveloped her, unseen tears began to prick at You's eyes. It was just so - oh, she hated herself for thinking it - so <span style="font-style: italic">unfair</span>, all of it. Ro Pan dying, Xiao blaming them all, none of them having had the chance to do <span style="font-style: italic">anything...</span> She tossed her unimpressive mane, squared her shoulders and kept moving, like she always had.</div></div>