Though she wanted to play ignorant, Raven truly didn't know what half those leaves were. They were leaves. They became insignificant in the grand scheme of things, especially when survival twisted from simply scavenging for food and speaking to the Ark to fighting battles she'd only been told about by Mrs Collins in her bloodied stories.

It made her uncomfortable to know she hadn't paid attention. Monty knew his shit. So did a few of the other kids. She remembered vaguely a boy who she'd never see again had gone on and on about the shapes of leaves and how incredible it was to see them and feel them beyond a book and his imagination, but she'd tuned him out.

Her woods was space and the stars that made her feel like she had a billion friends watching her back.

"I don't know," she said, sounding a little frustrated. It wasn't at Jess, but more to herself. He was giving her an out, but Raven would never quite let herself take it. "There was nothing left on the ground. There weren't any trees in space, but stars."