Firefly Glen One Hand, One Heart

He wasn't sure if it helped. He'd hoped for a better reaction than that, so he worried if perhaps he should have given her an answer, rather than trying to change the subject by bringing her attention to the coconut shell. He wasn't sure how well she might have taken the absolute truth of why he'd thought to call her to that den, and he reconsidered his entire angle completely given the fact that she'd clearly not been happy to be back there at all. 

So he was a bit lost in thought when she picked up the coconut, and with a fling of her head sent it flying through the air. He caught him by surprise- but luckily for him, he wouldn't even have to dodge to avoid it. It spun in circles through the air before it plopped down into the snow with a faint thud a bit far off in left field for it to have done him any harm. He snorted before he could help himself; there was no way he could have done any better, even being able to see- the coconut made a bit of an arc in the air due to its shape, so aiming it would've been damn near impossible anyway. Still- it tickled him in such a way that he almost laughed, for the first time in what felt like...Forever. 

So for at least a moment, he forgot the weight he'd been carrying, and with a soft, rumbling growl that lilted with amused laughter, he pounced toward her like a giddy colt.