Heta sat looking at the pool of water in the grotto. She wanted to join their celebration, but she couldn't. Although she had seen what happened, her mind was still set on going back.
However, now they were a tribe. Would they be willing to help her go back?
A sense of desolation washed over Heta. She wondered if she really made the wrong choice. Her partner and son didn't want to leave. She was the only one who seemed to long for life in the tribe.
Their conversations became background noise as she thought about her choices.
"Heta," she heard her name being called.
She looked up to see everyone standing in front of her. She hadn't even noticed them coming.
"I know you said you wanted to go back, but let me ask you again. Do you want to stay with us? Your son and partner are here." Visha said.
Heta looked at her, at them. She thought about whether she should stay. Her eyes looked at Nimo and Cato. She saw his eyes pleading with her to stay.
