Dawnlark Plains Where has the time gone

He raised his brow, figuring there must be much more going on than simply just "being tired." No, he told himself, no prying. There wasn't much that separated this woman from a stranger in his eyes, save that she and him were bonded by Morningside. And in order to get to know her better, he musn't push boundaries so soon.

"I know that feeling," he said ruefully, shaking his head. He gave her a soft, inquisitive stare. "Want me to leave you alone?" It wouldn't be the worst thing in the world to leave her be. Yet there was a part of him that pulled him back, told him that she desperately needed a friend to sort her through whatever mess she was going through.

Shale, always the empath, was suckered in yet again.