Moonspear are you up right now?

He mirrored her actions, tenderly working through a knot as she spoke. Or rather, maybe misspoke for the dropping of the hinterlands seemed to mean naught. It was the wilderness before them that she sought; he wondered idly what other secrets it may have held. Perhaps the coming seasons would afford him the chance to explore them once again, but how little he knew. How little they knew, what was to come.

”Time will tell,” he said, and supposed. Perhaps such a thing was not achievable in their lifetime but it was worth entertaining as a thought, as they did now. With nothing else left to be said, he resumed his ministrations gently ever longing for just a little more than a chaste touch here and there. Another thought to entertain for now.