Roxy didn't hear Devika's disappointment. Mostly because she was trying to avoid an  awkward scene. Which was sort of pointless. There was going to be awkwardness. She wasn't a social person and Devika hadn't had a chance to interact in years. Neither of them was going to be good at small talk.

She jumped onto her bike and headed to town. She tired to think of a way to fit the empath into her life. It wasn't going to be easy. Even though anchors and empaths did it all the time. Her life was alittle more complicated than most peoples. 

Roxy rented a truck big enough to store her bike in. The man at the rental place tried to rent her a trailer stating she would never get her bike into the van but she proved him wrong. Once her bike was inside the van she climbed back inside and headed back to the house. 

Even with the windows rolled down she had to fight claustrophobia the whole drive. Which only made her mood worse. The last thing she wanted to do was to take her anger out on Devika but she didn't know how to keep that from happening when she had no way to vent it out here.