Wild Berry Meadow What are you running from, and may I interfere

It was a relief that she was missed and that she had not taken some grand misstep with her admission. His next words earned a soft scolding from her. Oh hush now. It flowed in her native tongue with ease. She thought nothing of it as she buried herself deeper into his side. You won't get better if you stay away from everyone. You need to be near for us to help. She wondered if he'd find it foolish advice but in these cold almost-world-ending times it was all she could mainly offer. Very little was left to be useful in a medicinal cache.

I'm better now. It was a relief to be near him again and feel safe tucked away against his brutish form. Granted she never felt unsafe with the rest of the group but there was a uniqueness to this right here. She would welcome his touch only to hopefully return it if allowed, aiming to press her forehead to the side of his own head.