Sheepeater Cliff death is only the end if you assume the story is about you

As last time, Étoille remains relatively silent unless Heda presses him for directions. It is a slightly less awkward trip without the large group - and the titan feels more comfortably intergrated into the fabric of Drageda. He even knows a little of its history now, courtesy of Ajatar. It is still a little awkward, given the personal nature of the trip.

Truthfully Étoille does not handle these sorts of things well. Perhaps because he himself has no experience with romance, having never had a partner. He's come close - the faces of two beautiful white-furred women flash before his eyes - but that is not the same as experiencing the intimacy of courtship. The titan does not mind his single status - he has never felt the itch for the warmth of a woman by his side (or a man, for that matter). Interior as he is, he cannot be bothered.

Well. Heda's relationship problems (?) are none of his business. He wakes up from his nap quite alone and after stretching out, moves to find the dark-coated leader. Her scent trails after the scent of blood and he is intrigued to find the sheep and the eagle when he comes up beside her, slowly and carefully with a low-rumbled chuff so as not to startle her or alert the bird. Heda does not seem to be interested in going afer the bird, so he glances at her, curious to see if she has a plan.