Dawnlark Plains Tell me what you know about dark nights

She didn't say anything else, and it left him wondering what was going on inside her head. Maybe he shouldn't have admitted his feelings? Maybe he should have kept it to himself and remained the strong partner she needed him to be. He wanted to ask what she was thinking but was afraid to upset her further, so he just remained wrapped around her, allowing her to draw whatever comfort she needed from his presence. He tried to think of something soothing and supportive to say, but he hated anything he came up with, so he said nothing; he didn't think anything he said would make her feel better anyway. How could she? This was a mess, and he hated himself for getting them here.

He hoped they could fall asleep soon--get some kind of peace before they had to return to the creek and continue trekking through their difficult path.