Redhawk Caldera I'll just mix 'em in my drink

Relief flooded Eljay when Maia finally relaxed upon hearing that it was him. She went on to explain what had happened -- a he that was following her? -- and Eljay frowned thoughtfully. He glanced out into the darkness and a shiver ran down his spine as he thought back to all of the thoughts he'd had before. What if he would follow? Would he really be crazy enough to cross marked borders, though?

Maia's panic didn't help to settle his any. Shh, shh, it's okay, he said, though he was unable to hide the trembling of his voice. When he spoke next, his voice was surprisingly calm and determined. I'm not going anywhere. Whatever would happen, Eljay couldn't leave Maia to her own devices. It was suddenly surprisingly clear, and it helped to steel his nerves and at the same time made him more afraid; he wouldn't leave here, no matter what happened. Not without her.

We should get you further into the territory, Eljay said. If... If you can walk, of course. He got up to his own feet and he leaned down beside Maia to support her, while he hoped that she'd be able to move. She would probably feel a lot safer deeper into the territory. It hadn't occurred to Eljay yet that Maia didn't realise that they lived here, now.