Red doesn't know that she deserves that praise, staring at the smoke as it slips up from the end of the joint. It feels like nothing much is ever under her control, but she also knows Vanessa wouldn't give the words lightly - she would only say them if she really meant them. The warm haze of the alcohol she'd downed remains in the pit of her stomach, and she allows it all to fully relax her as wound up as she'd been when she arrived. She offers the joint back to Vanessa in the quiet that follows.

"...here it felt like the Unwinding was shit enough but then the Tower came and kicked it clear out of the fuckin' water."

She cradles the glass again.

"Makes you wonder what'll come next."

There's the beacon, but Red tries not to think about that. They're staying here to help the city so they'll be here when it's unearthed and powered up again. Fei's gone somehow already. Things feel so very tentative at times. She hates that, but that's the price of living on a mortal realm, the chance to care about people and the chance to lose them too.