Bearclaw Valley we can fall in love, it just ain't that easy

There was a bit of confusion around what Poet meant, but Blondine didn't think of it as worth mentioning. All that mattered was that they were both in good spirits; enthusiasm was important when it came to getting the job done. You see anything yet? she asked. It was becoming easier for her to track things based on scent alone, but it still wasn't quite as reliable as her sight had been.

I've got something on my mind, if I'd be allowed to share it with you. It was completely against her being to place unwanted burdens onto someone else's shoulders, so Blondine wanted to make sure that she had Poet's consent before blabbering on about her love life (or lack thereof).