Northstar Vale uumak ☈

kukutux's shy words almost sound to melkor — who briefly had a religious bought — like a blessing of sorts. the ability to believe in anything more than himself and things he could directly see had died with relmyna. ❝thank you.❞ melkor murmurs after some hesitation, unsure if it was a polite thing to 'thank' her for her words or not.

as she mentions she was heading up, melkor's gaze flickers to the higher shelves of the mountain and fights the slight blanch he feels. it wasn't, he told himself, as if she was going to push him off the cliff edge. ❝i'll accompany you,❞ he decides after a moment; part of him wants to ask why but also doesn't want to pry if its a private reason. ❝if ...you don't mind, of course.❞ he adds.