"It would take... a lot," Ava said finally, having turned the question over. "If I was in danger, and my presence was no longer an aid to the Freehold, it would be tempting to leave. If there was something I thought needed to be done somewhere else, and it was pressing enough. If the Freehold was destroyed again, a possibility I know no one likes to think about but... if happened again, it might be hard to stay." Touching her teacup lightly to her lip, the Nix spoke past it, gaze even. "I hardly knew anyone when I first arrived. Their deaths are a tragedy, but it wasn't my friends, dying. So... I wouldn't leave lightly, but I'm not swearing to live and die in Sacramento."
Sacramento wouldn't be home anymore, without the people that made it such. Even David might not be enough to make her stay in a city where so many had died, if that happened again. A terrible, heartbreaking thought, but not outside the realm of possibility.
"Why?" she asked simply, instead of turning the question around.
We've passed the month mark, want to start wrapping up?