Moonspear But we're not the same

She asked him what he wanted it to be; if he wanted to be friends or if he would want them to each go their separate ways. All the while Charon was very busy with what Osprey wanted, though, because he wanted her to want this friendship. He wanted her to want to be by his side; not ask him if he wanted to. Yet the fact that she asked gave him the splinter of hope he needed to realise that there was still a chance things would be alright between them. If she didn't want to be friends anymore she wouldn't be here and she certainly wouldn't be here asking him if he wanted to be friends.

"Of course I want to be friends," Charon answered eventually, after a small silence lapsed between them in which he considered and held onto the strand of hope she had handed him. Desperately he tried to use the strand to climb back onto the shore of the river they were in, on the same side as Osprey was standing. "I never wanted to be not-friends." He frowned and looked at her, hoping that she understood and hoping that she would allow him to climb to her side, that she would pull him in so that he would not drown in the river of their failed friendship but rather stand by her side once more.