Duck Lake One world

It was probably a good thing he didn't ask anything, as Treason attempting to answer might end up with her saying something completely not a good idea.  Again, emotional awareness of a rock.  After today, though, maybe she'd actually sit down and think about what had just happened, about why.  Whether or not she'd realize the answer was still pretty unclear... Or what she'd even think of it.  At a very cursory level, she'd probably at least figure that if he'd kept his word and then found someone else, she would have been kind of pissed.  There were still a lot of questions, but at least she didn't have to answer any of them now -- to anyone.  And a good chunk of pack was gone for a few more days, too, so even less nosy sorts about.  Maybe she could find some answers by then.  For now, she kept her cards clutched close to her chest, especially when she was so unsure.

But she liked this, she was used to how close they'd gotten and (surprisingly) could actually kind of appreciate it.  Treason still wasn't much into talking, so her agreement was a quiet almost-croon and then a light nip before she looked away from him towards the Hollow.  Yeah.  Home.  She turned back to Terance, licked his cheek, then took a couple of steps away before waiting for him since she wasn't going to wander far.  Her attitude had certainly shifted, but her expression was still kind of a weird muddled mess to anyone trying to read it, as her confused feelings didn't mesh well with her typical state.  Her actions were probably closer to the truth.  She'd keep close to his side the whole way back, moreso than usual. 

And it was probably a good thing he kept his concern to himself -- Treason was still herself, and despite how things were going, she probably would have done something specifically to spite him.