Emberwood awebo

"It was storming," he shivered lightly, uncertain if it was the memory of the storm, or Belen's touch that did it to him. "We both took shelter together, it — it was hours before it ended." He tried to remember the conversation, but couldn't. All he had was a warm memory of falling asleep curled up next to her. Looking up to Belen, he said, "She's trying to teach me to fish, but I'm not very good. I'm better with small game..."