Redhawk Caldera deer might fly, why not? i met you.

Elwood gnawed contemplatively on his lower lip. It all sounded harmless enough, but he knew better than to assume things would just go smoothly. He was well aware of Finley's track record, and that was what made him skeptical.

However, he truly felt as though he couldn't turn her down. There was hopefulness in her voice; while she had made improvements in leaps and bounds over the last few weeks, she still wasn't quite herself. Maybe this was the piece of the puzzle that was missing -- maybe this was what she needed to feel whole again. And how could he deny her that?

He sighed. "Okay. I think you're right -- it's probably a good experience for Eljay. But I want you to be careful, and if anything goes wrong, you have to call for me. Maybe I'll even hang out near the borders that day," he said, knowing that his conditions might have seemed a little ridiculous but also realizing that they were necessary. "When do you think you'll go?" he asked.