Dragoncrest Cliffs turning my heart on and off

sure we can archive!

He closed his eyes as they rolled back in his head at the sound she made, the way she said his. . .new nickname, he supposed. Well, it was beautiful, in a rough sort of way. Before he could reach for her again, she moved away, something in her eyes that hadn't been there before.

Was it in his eyes, too?

Until we meet again, bounkola, Vercingetorix said softly, dipping his head with an almost bashful expression, his gaze skimming the ground. He looked at her once more, then at the distant mountains, and then he turned and departed, trying not to think of all the horrors that could befall her--them--on the journey.

Fuck, man, when did he get so. . .anxious?