Shadewood The longest Yard

She couldn't help but look down when his gaze turned serious. Submission was so ingrained into her personality, that she often didn't even think about it—she just reacted the only way she knew how. But his next words coaxed her eyes from the ground to meet his once again. She nodded, accepting his statement. Secretly, she wasn't sure he was completely correct, but she did't tell him that; she didn't want him feeling guilty over it. 

Okay, she offered softly when he suggested they rest in a tree den he had seen nearby. She followed closely behind him as he led the way. When they reached the tree, Effie paused at the opening of the den and gave him a shy smile before walking inside. Truthfully, she wanted him to come inside with her; she would sleep better with him next to her, but she understood his need to keep watch outside and so she wouldn't voice what she wanted. She took comfort in the fact that he would remain sentinel close by and settled into a ball on the ground of the den. Sleep would come more quickly than she could have hoped, and she knew it was because of Rye. 

I'm fine with either!