Lost Creek Hollow no harm no foul, i guess

thanks!

He was met with deference, though she seemed intent on venturing to the interior of the den with him in tow. Such action prompted him to dissuade it with a shake of his head, though an explanation was quick to follow. "Let's stay out here, I like the fresh air better." He wasn't the sort to sink into the confines of a den, though it had been quite the opposite in recent days. Of course, his condition had dictated where he ended up but as he healed and the restlessness grew, he found that he would soon default to the open air. Then again, he had been inclined to let Harlyn dictate where he ended up, as well.

Sweeping his gaze out to the darkened silhouettes of the forest around them momentarily, he distinguished between the frosty earth and the sprawl of the night sky. It had cleared out in comparison to the day, leaving the stars to slowly burn and twist on unseen tracks above them. But ultimately his gaze did not linger there long, settling back to Ilya curiously.