Hushed Willows Nothing can die while we are here

The young man's shoulders tensed visibly as the nymph beside him seemed to slump momentarily. She needed rest, and wouldn't be able to complete her leadership duties if she didn't take care of herself sooner rather than later. 

He was pulled from his stewing on the situation at Lumiya's address, her voice commanding and calm- the alpha voice they had discussed the first time the two met. It was centering for the young man, almost, to hear her so clear and certain, his body language shifting to something more attentive and focused as he listened. Furthermore, the boy had been entrusted with a duty for the well-being of his pack, and he swore in that moment a sense of pride swelled in him like it'd never before.
He was nodding before the woman had even finished speaking, maw poised to respond when the sylph cut in with a meeker tone. He smiled at Lumiya reassuringly for a moment, before answering with a straightforward, Yes. Absolutely. Where am I headed? Oh, and, what am I to deliver?