Emberwood Walnuts, you can f*** off out of my banana bread

"Okay, new plan." He listened, and felt relieved by her words, and expressed this in a deep sigh. He brushed his muzzle against the edge of her ear. "Okay," he said, and smiled softly at her. This was a far easier thing for him to swallow than the thought of her simply running away, leaving him to wonder of the outcome of their time together. This was something he could handle, and he felt the weight upon his shoulders lift. In the meantime, he would not fret. His logic was always such that there was no point in worrying until the time came, and it may never come at all. He would wait her return, but live for the moments in between.