Sun Mote Copse Won't you take my cane and hold my hand

Fuck.  She'd done it, and way sooner than he'd imagined.  He had thought maybe she'd at least put it off, take some time to decide if she actually wanted to make the split, but it seemed she'd been completely honest on at least that side of the conversation.  Unless she was coming to say she wasn't coming.  Which was honestly a pretty solid chance too.

In any event, Colt kept up his end too, immediately taking off to intercept.  He loped up silently, glancing around half expecting to see Towhee with her, doubling down on the fact that Niamh was staying put.  But no, she was here alone.

Hey, he said, and that was it.  He tended, waiting for her to explain why she was here - passing through, or were they trying this?