Jade Fern Grove i hope the roof flies off and we get blown out into space

same. ridgeback returns the sentiment with a dip of his head, fiery orange gaze studying the shy smile jamie offers him. a small cant of his head is given but he tucks away his curiosity as he is beckoned to follow. a last glimpse 'round their surroundings is given — a soldier's habit — before he follows after jamie as he leads the way to the cave. the blind way in which ridgeback trusts jamie not to lead him into a trap is enough to spark some question within the ranger but he dismisses it quick as it comes; snuffing out that spark before paranoia can overtake him. gaze flits across the landscape as they travel, attempting to imprint the grove's layout into the mental map he was creating of this place. you been here long? asks ridgeback in an attempt to keep casual conversation going.