Boartusk Heights Golden Light Shining From Above [m]

Her nearness was maddening; his head was spinning, his thoughts chaotic, her nerves sparking and twitching in a ways that both pleased and frustrated him to no end. His question was already forgotten, and being within such easy reach made him impatient.

Experimentally, he hooked one long leg over Amber's back, not yet truly trying to mount her, but wondering that was a privlege he'd be allowed. He half-expected to be rebuffed entirely, and so he paused at once when her voice reached him. One ear flickered in her direction as he tried to process her words, and when he did, he made an effort to meet her gaze.

"Far," he admitted, "But not too far." And - it was not a lie, exactly. He was confident in his abilities to track and navigate. If she told him where she lived, if he remembered where they met, if, if, if... "I'll find you," he told her, and it was not exactly a lie, but he would have said just about anything right then, if it meant she would give in to him. Still - still, he remained frozen beside her, one leg pressing uneven weight into her back while the other remained firmly planted on the ground. If she slipped away now, he wouldn't stop her.