Verdant Basin he speaks of the sickening longing, the unwell emotion.

anywhere?

we can set up here. like a home base, y'know? he did not mind her added weight upon his shoulder. some sense of comfort in it. but we got the whole wilds. bogs and frogs. a lopsided smile on his tired face.

whatcha picture here?

his body sagged a little, threatening to make them into a dog pile if she did not object.