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vesper was relieved that her tone seemed to end further questions before they could begin, and the pair trekked mostly in silence to the hobbit hole. she moved slowly at first, but then pushed herself to walk and compose herself more normally as their journey went on— realizing it wouldn't matter if caracal kept her secret or not if she looked injured. by the time they arrived, the pain in her side had regained its sharpness as she breathed.

her cousin peered in as vesper was searching for excuses not to meet towhee right then, after all, but he reported that he aunt was sleeping— even offering the uncomfortable suggestion that vesper join her. actually, she said, i'm going to go home. she realized how abrupt this was, and added, i'm tired; but my sister is probably looking for me.

vesper turned to leave, then, reluctantly ready to return back to the densite mou had claimed for the four of them... but she paused, looking over her shoulder. thanks, by the way. for everything. i'm glad i met you, caracal.