Blacktail Deer Plateau Under the moons waning gaze

The feeling is mutual! :D

Their eyes locked and for a few seconds, the intensity there simmered and sparked. He wondered if he should say something to her, or if it would be a mistake. He'd never been in this situation before. What he'd had with Cutlass had been fleeting, ephemeral, a drunken lapse of judgement. And everything with Hawkeye had been wrong and dictated by hormones. This was something completely different. There were no mushrooms here to impair his thinking or his judgement. There was no lust driving him to her. This was purely heartfelt, companionate affection he felt, and he stared at her with mixed emotions on his face, for a moment completely lost as to what he should say or do next. He was at a crossroads, and uncertain which path to take.