Wapun Meadow I still get these simple thrills

She was quiet for some time. Turmeric didn't mind. Hers was an easy silence, a thoughtful one. He sometimes worried he didn't give enough time for the quiet, that space to fully think, and he admired the girl for it. He admired them all, these gentler, softer folk.

Well, that's a new one! And hardly fair, he laughed, and his mouth flickered with a teasing smile, you strike me as someone who'd have many places she'd like to see! But I'll talk if you'd like me to, and I've got a place now, and he looked to her with an eager lift of his brows, have you ever seen the ocean?