Hoshor Plains with a cloud that's way too high

seabreeze slid down to her stomach, and though terance preferred to sit and stare at the stars he couldn't help but follow along. he slipped down to laid beside her, turned to one side to better see it-- it was more comfortable, more natural this way. he glanced away, a small smile on his features. "me too," he admitted softly, wondering how osprey was doing. he hoped well, he prayed she was doing well, anyway. at least he'd always have this piece of her-- always be able to tie her to the sky. 

her next comment took a turn, and terance was suddenly fearful he had done something wrong... somehow. all of hydra and alya's comments about being forceful and direct came to mind, all piercing stones into his calm state of being. call it some kind of PTSD, or maybe that was dramatic, but terance was suddenly feeling his heart beat in every inch of his body. he stared at her with green eyes, suspicion tugging at their edges, though it wasn't filled with malice. but he calmed himself down enough to remember their last conversation.

"was it mato?" he asked quietly, his expression ironing back out into something more amicable and less, well, to be frank, scared.