Redsand Canyon Lord knows it's taken a hell of a beating

She took him at his word. If he wasn’t being honest then he didn’t know it, and he had no reason to be any less happy than she was. That paranoid sense that something was missing for him was always going to be there. She didn’t think there were any words he could ever say to remove it entirely.

She didn’t care, as long as they kept having this.

C’mon. It was late, and her thoughts unknowingly aligned with his. They’d talked enough, prodded each other enough, and there was a better place to enjoy each other’s company. She pulled back, then brushed alongside, hoping to lead him back towards their hollow.