Firefly Glen You belong somewhere you can feel free

AWWWWW Fenn just saved him from going major emo <3

He felt stiff and awkward when she sat beside him, as he'd been prepared to pick himself up and wander away that very same second- it'd only taken an instant, but he'd had his mind set on stewing about their conversation, and had begun to question why it was he'd chosen to tell her something he'd only referenced vaguely to others...But his murmuring thoughts were quieted as she leaned against him, and he felt the warmth flood back into his soul. She pressed her face into the fur of his shoulder and he shifted slightly, so that he could hold her closer, and smoothe his chin along the top of her head, resting his muzzle just behind her ears. 

"Ten minutes." He murmured, as a counter to her offer, nuzzling his muzzle into her soft, beige fur. "But I'll offer you my whole soul if you'll stay like this for twenty."