Bramblepoint countless

He was in awe of her answer. To be so sure of what you want—he would give anything to feel that way about something. And her calling was so selfless, it made him feel inadequate. He stared at her admiringly for a few seconds and then smiled. Well, I think you're really good at it. Being a warrior meant he had suffered many injuries and had required more healing than some, so he felt like it was a fair assessment, even if he was a little biased.

She leaned into him, her question making him pause his affection to meet her gaze. As many as you want, he assured her gently, this time offering a soft nuzzle to her cheek. It was an easy promise to make considering he very much wanted to just stay here forever and never return to the group.