Jade Fern Grove we've got honey dripping through our veins now

She almost wondered aloud why he wanted such a thing. Then she thought of all the things she knew of him.

A man with a past of bad fatherhood.

A midwife who could be easily busily tasked with others.

A man plagued with a cough that, to her knowledge, had not gone away.

Why would he not wish to step down? Recline into an almost retirement like state. She imagined such would be good for his well being. Who would she be to argue with that? Not a very good doktor.

She will. She reassured him. Even if Iana did not know Praimfaya, it felt evident in the way Mahler had spoken of her and the way things had fallen apart. At the expense of a cat. I will share her looks with the others as well so they know that too when we patrol. Perhaps she would already be at Duskfire's door. A pack so close to the warrior's home.

I should go and tell the rest of everything. Reluctant still but each moment that ticked on was a moment they both lost to the hunt. Anything more before I depart? Careful fondness in her gaze as she met his, claws clenched the soft ground.