Bonesplinter Ravine Nod my head, don’t close my eyes

He’s too happy she doesn’t say anything else. Truly. He might cry. He might go bash his head on a tree. Whichever comes first. So when they finally get there, he looks over to Simmik. Does he throw her in? He really doesn’t want to even touch her right now due to her obviously fragile mental and physical health. 

Should he ask her to get in again? God. He doesn’t know. Leigh is right. It really is so much easier being the bad guy. Yet, it’s also so much harder at the same time. 

This is his queue. He’s gotta be the bad guy. 

So he steps over to her, depending on how she reacts, which he expects fighting, he’d grab her by the scruff. The drag to the edge would be short and he’d lower his head as far as he could go before dropping her into the pit.