Ouroboros Spine oh the mountain top, oh the visions stopped

If she noticed the slip, she did not speak on it.

She had also noticed the way Kukutux had looked at her when she had been so stupidly teary eyed days ago.

She did not know what was thought of of them, what might have been expected of them from any outsiders who looked in on their awkward encounters.

All the girl — woman knew was that she did not expect anything of him. Only hoped for many things.

Hoped that he might mend with a quickness, hoped that he would come back home, hoped that the plateau would be a good place for him.

Hope, hope, h o p e. . .

When you're mended, and home, we'll —

A mistake of her own that caused a bashful roll of her head to look sidelong at the territory of Moonglow.

You'll find your place.

Wherever you'd like, unspoken and held only to herself.

He deserved such, in her eyes. Even if it had not been long or even if he was on the mend. He had believed her and joined her when no one else had been there.