Silver Creek sail with me into the dark

grayson gave a snort of amusement, his tail waving. "that's what we're here for, doll," he purled to lilah, giving her a gentle nudge as they moved along. the man said nothing else, and so grayson fell silent. he would get the pair something to eat and some cover from the winter wind. there was nothing more he could do as a man, but perhaps another woman would drop by later with medicine. or something. that was not his responsibility, such was below him.