Marcie dropped her gaze. "It's complicated," she said, and took another swig of her drink. "But it boils down to wanting to know where I came from. And wanting to get out of my shitty small town that never forgets your mistakes." She wasn't about to get into it any further than that, not today, with her most recent mistake still heavy in her heart. She'd almost forgotten about Much with chatting to Tragos. A wave of tiredness came over her again and she finished the bottle.