Whitefish River Now daylight don't make it right

oh thank you!

He was never one to handle silence very well, especially the awkward kind that hung between them. Suddenly Emrik wished that they hadn’t been so quick to leave Evergreen and Ira. At least back there it was easier to ignore the elephant in the room.

He couldn’t say the question she posed; he knew he enough to know that she missed her parents. Especially considering the tree she had led them too. So reminiscent of home. Clearing his throat, he nodded his head slowly, gathering his thoughts. “They are well. You know Wynona, motherhen as usual, and Uzumati always trying to impart some fatherly advice.” He grinned at the memory of the beta pair. The proverbial aunt and uncle to all within the pack. For a moment his olive gaze lands on her, and he almost forgets they aren’t at home.

Quickly turning away he resumes his observation of the bubbling water. “Of course they miss you.” Again he cleared his throat, trying to avoid the awkward air he could feel. “Worry about you.” Just like I did. He kept his thoughts to himself. No need to interject his own feelings, not when she would feel sad at his words. But he couldn’t lie to her. Never had and never could.