The sound of boots crunching on gravel and debris fills the air, a figure making their way towards you. As they get closer, you can make out the shape of a familiar woman.

"Hey." You hear Sable's voice call out, the usual gruff edge to it.

She looks up at you as she meets you there, a frown on her face. "Can I talk to you a sec?" she asks, her hand resting on her hip. Sable steps towards you, her eyes searching your face for any hint of what's on your mind. She crosses her arms, almost defensively.

"I've been meaning to talk to you for a couple days now." She says, her gaze intense. "Something's been bothering me, and I need to ask you something."

Her voice is serious, but there is a hint of uncertainty lurking behind her words. It's a side of Sable you don't see very often, and it sets you on edge.

"It's...something personal." she continues, her eyes darting around you, as if to make sure no one is eavesdropping.

"Alright, listen..." she says, pausing to take a breath. She seems to be struggling to find the right words, which is unusual for her. "I know...I know I've been a bit of a hardass since you came along, but..."

Sable looks down, her jaw tight as she tries to figure out what to say next.

"but... I'm not, you know..." Her voice trails off, the words dying on her lips. The uncertainty in her expression is undeniable now, and even her usual demeanor of strength seems to be fading.

Sable takes another breath and looks up at you again.

"I ain't a cold-hearted heartless. I've just... Been through...stuff. Ya feel me?"