Emberflame Ridge in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me

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Oh. It didn’t take long for her to notice that this was a man who needed a job. The way he immediately latched onto her concern and worked to rectify it, and the intensity with which he did so, pleased her deeply.  Where she might have once felt fear towards this brute, she now felt an extreme sense of protection. As if he cleared the very path that she was about to walk upon. As if, if Revui had been there, maybe the bear wouldn’t have killed her family — maybe he could have killed it, murdered it...

Perhaps it might be useful to keep this guy around.

In all likelihood, the cougar-scent was that of Umi. The two had met several nights before and Eleuthera was certain she posed no threat to anything but the herd of deer which inhabited the valleys outside of the window — this was a road they would cross later, if and when they found the feline interloper. This certainly wasn’t something Séamus would have done; hunt down a living creature at her solitary behest. It was of utmost clarity that Revui was ready and willing to drain its life, without it having ever done anything to him. It was fascinating, and Eleuthera studied him like artwork.

She drifted after him, staying close to his side and back just a bit so that, at time, the fur of their hips would brush against one another's. It was likely that Revui didn’t notice, but Eleuthera did this mostly for herself, anyways. She felt as if she were made of gasoline, and Revui was holding the match. "Where are we going?" she whispered, gaze bouncing around their environment from top to bottom, unsure if this was one of those parts where she needed to be quiet. This was his expertise, clearly, so Eleuthera let him take the reigns.