Wheeling Gull Isle he tried to reason with the sky and the clouds

i guess closing this off since you're going on hiatus. <3

He had been ready to lay it all out for Strand at her questions but then she said something that struck him as...odd. The only other male on the island (unless Rokig or his writer were missing something somewhere — which was possible) had supposedly upped and left. Fuck him. He didn't deeply know the male so the words rolled off his tongue with ease but there was no denying the stiffness that ran through them.

I want to be your right hand Strand, your beta. He was not going to beat around the bush on this topic. It was important and if they ever wished to be official, he wanted to know where he stood amongst all the islanders. Except he wanted to make sure she knew where he wanted to be.