King Elk Forest (brave as a noun)

it's a little comforting to hear her say she's seen things too. he doesn't really know what she means by that, and he finally looks back at her, pale gaze curious. del wants to know but he isn't sure how to push for that knowledge quite yet, and he doesn't want to lose this chance at - what, comfort? something like reassurance, anyway. "everyone's pretty okay." he agrees, slightly less critical than normal, and even offers a tentative half-smile at the compliment. "well, it's just, i didn't do a good enough job of keeping track before, and now it's too late," he says, shy voice vague, and looks away again. "but, um, thanks, i guess." baby steps.