Otter Creek honigsüß

Eating with ardor, he eyed Mahler, with sadness to in his gaze. He knew he could not stay in these mountains for long, as he his body was itching to find something more. He could not bear to share his wants, or rather needs at the time, so he continued to eat. With less of a malice driven by hunger, they could perhaps easily point out his weariness. Edelgard was not keen on leaving his blutsbruder, but he was not keen on living among rocks for the rest of days either.