Silvertip Mountain Will you be there?

Valette sank in front of him, clearly she was tired. Instinct told him to help her out, keep her steady, so he offered his shoulder for her to lean on. Her tiredness was troubling to him, was she sick? She didn't smell sick, but he still worried. However for now he was only happy that she was back. She spoke, her level voice was music in his ears. He'd almost forgotten how she sounded, he'd missed that. Well then I'll be your company, you just rest. He assured her, she didn't need to speak. Something he liked about her, simply her presence was company enough. She wearily asked how he'd been, and he chuckled in disbelief. How was he doing? What about her!

Me? I've been fine. Same old same old I guess. He was going to ask how her trip was, when another question sprouted from her mouth.. He remembered his promise to her, and nodded. Should I take you to your den? Or you can sleep in mine if you want. I'll watch and make sure your ok, like I promised. He said, bowing his head to her slightly, yet shifting closer in case he need help her up.