Phoenix Maplewood don’t get me wrong

"the coast", he revealed as he shifted his weight to stand. her hushed cries caused him to scoot a little closer, a silent invitation for her to lean her weight on him should she wish. he knew the trip would not be an easy one, but was determined to make it. it didn't matter how long it took them to reach the island, days...weeks, he just knew they needed to get there.

and so the pair of them set off together. he did his best to distract her from the pain with lighthearted jokes and stories of his adventures, purposely avoiding mentioning any details of their time together. if she wanted to know who he was, she was either going to have to remember or figure it out on her own.

he hoped the memories would come back soon though, cause he was really starting to miss his fiery, quick-witted friend.