Sleeping Dragon dragonglass

holy shit it seriously actually was her. for half a second he expected it to be like a figment of his imagination or something. like a hallucination. he hadn't exactly eaten properly lately, so... whatever. he stiffened, a little pissed she looked way better than him -- especially since she was just woken up. like, he couldn't even do the whole 'i'm doing fine without you' shit because he literally looked like trash. 

it's tristan, now, he corrected her with a flick of a split ear, and... i left. that mostly answered her question. and then he was quiet for a second. what are... you doing here? he finally said.