Every time is a time to run. All times. All of them. Well...maybe not all. There are times when she ran and people were hurt, or killed, because of it. Like the time she met her brother for the first time and ran away and Diath died. Or the time she tried to save Ireena and killed her and started to run away. Still, she ran. She ran away because it was how she survived. Lately, though, she'd been braver. She was able to stand her ground and not run away. Sure, she was still pissing herself at the mere thought of danger, but it was a start. She was able to hold her own against fire giants...at least kind of sort of. She even turned two of them into chickens. CHICKENS! It wasn't like she wasn't scared. That nagging that told her she should run never went away. After a life of running from place to place, plane to plane, it wasn't about to stop. Everything was scary and everything could potentially end horribly for them and... ... Yeah, everything was bad more or less all the time. BUT! But she knew magic. It helped a lot. It helped Diath not eat people anymore. It helped turn FIRE GIANTS INTO CHICKENS. It probably would have helped keep Evelyn alive and in human form BUT NO ONE WOULD LET HER TRY ANYTHING TO HELP. Even when Evelyn disappeared, she was thinking up ways to get her back and making plans. They weren't all winners and at least half of it was nonsense, but she was doing more than running or crying on the ground. Thinking back on it made her feel...good, she guessed. But then they were back in Barovia. She saw her asshole brother again. She was shaking when they saw him again. He was one of the worst parts of Barovia, and she'd really hoped that by some miracle he'd found that stupid potion she'd left for him when they left the first time. He was about to hurt Diath again. Dammit, why wouldn't he just LEAVE HER FRIENDS ALONE? "You're not my family!" she screamed. "They're my family!"

The fear she felt as she fell between the two melted a bit. She felt great. Yelling that at one of the few biological family members she knew she had felt amazing. Her party was more family to her than they'd been when she showed up in Barovia. So fuck them. She wasn't fearless. She would never in a million years or a million lives be fearless. But she was able to help her friends... Her family. She knew magic, dammit. She was going to use that to protect them and herself. She was going to keep running until she died, but she could at least say she had a few good stands in there, too.