Stone Circle let's try again; you be the lead

Grayday simply stared at her, oblvious to the myriad of emotions chasing their way across her face. She was a dark blur, not even the green of her eyes discernable from this distance. He thought he might prefer that, but it was hard to think of anything other than how awkward this was. How awkward it would still be in the morning. How everyone would know that something had happened, and how Steady would probably ask him about it and he'd have to admit to being such a fool.

"Let's hunt," he said after a long stretch of silence. "If we go to bed with just this on our minds - " he didn't think he had to finish that sentence. "Please?" he asked her, standing and shaking out his pelt. "Will you hunt with me? I need eyes, in this light."

He realized that he wasn't sure whether or not she knew about his ailment, but not wanting to explain things right then, he surged ahead, peering behind him to see if she was following.