Lost Creek Hollow You've got nothing to fear

ah, a simple enough answer. terance merely shrugged to her comment, tilting his chin up as she sniffed at him pointedly. "i'm full of surprises," he mused, but even terance knew that that was a stretch. he was very vanilla in his decision making, which is probably why he still hadn't made any moves on treason's suggestions.

he'd actually done the opposite of what she suggested-- he'd checked in on @Rannoch earlier that day, @Liffey as well, bringing the couple a meal and some friendly conversation. rannoch was still pretty out of it, mostly drugged up. terance remembered how out of it he'd been during his own bear attack. he tried not to worry too much about it, because his friend was still definitely alive. it was just sort of hard to see him like that. but since nothing had changed, terance tried to focus again on something else, since it was far more productive than worrying. than being anxious.

he didn't want to just talk to treason about it though, because that felt weird too. felt kind of gross. 

suddenly... he wondered... maybe his 'doing something for himself' could be stupid and casual-- but not physical-- terance wasn't sure how productive that would be. but he'd caught treason off-gaurd, and though typically she was good at grounding herself, he found she was a bit off balance in their conversation. he was a little out of practice but... he could give it a shot. have a little fun! loosen up!! things could be worse!!

so the dark brute gave her a look, focusing his whole attention on her. "just you," he commented idly.