Hideaway Strath My Mind Troubles Me

He nodded.
Good. He knew Nyra was trustworthy..but this was so sudden. She'd always seem happy here - content.
He was suspicious, of course. But he wasn't about to challenge her now. He wasn't like Kynareth.
If they needed too, they could hunt her down.

He smiled.
"Yeah, I know." No one knew the future. No one knew if Nyra would even survive the winter - or the Saints for that matter.
"You better be safe," he smirked, looking to her out the corner of his eye.
He knew she was reckless.
"Don't poke Ursus again." He chuckled softly. Perhaps that was what she really wanted to go away for. He hummed softly, thinking it over.