i think that they could be the better half of me.

fading this because we know how it eventually ends... i am fail lmfao.

He had not been ignorance to the outings that Harlyn made. But he had ignored them, as though his indifference would have simply allowed them to make some sort of idyllic home out of the plateau. But his indifference extended more than just to her desires and he was wont to admit to them. And so, Mordecai didn't.

And so when his consent came, it was not in resignation. His head dipped in a nod of understanding, keen to aid her when she had aided him in holding the claim on the Spine. That seemed like an age ago, a story as old as time and just as dusty in the eaves and attic of his memory. "Let's wait out this storm," he went on to say as the rain began to fall steadily. "And then I will go to Dante."

Rising from where they had settled, he ushered her off towards the safety of the deeper woods, not longer interested in them getting soaked to the bone any more than they were becoming.