The Sunspire she's onto me, walking me

she laughed, tossing her hip into his as he bumped into her.  her thoughts turned to delight absently — she wondered briefly if this is what he would have needed or preferred from her in terms of companionship.  she wondered if it was what he had now.

why was she thinking about him so much?

she turned back to terance, looking over the sunspire with admiration.  me either.  the king elk was kind of, i don't know, desolate.  mato had felt that it was home, but it was too secluded for her.  i'd love to live by the ocean again one day, though.  

she wondered when terance wanted to go scope out donnelaith again.  she had no desire to stake her own claim or move again, but a visit would be nice.  especially if it was something so, she didn't know, personal?  she didn't have anything like that.