Ouroboros Spine 'cause girl, i'm on a mission

rhaegal can tell, by the briefest of glimpses at her face, that he hadn't convinced her. a suspicion proven to him to be correct by her following words. though he wants to argue that he doesn't wished to be fussed over: he does not.

already, he's learning when to pick and choose battles.

it wouldn't hurt to let her tend to the wound: and he's eager to make her happy.

the last thing he wanted to do was mess this up. not now and not when they were wed.

he follows after her, shaking off the hesitation he feels at stepping over moonglow's borders despite that vairë invited him. he stays close to her as she leads the way, gaze taking in the spine, so very different from dragoncrest cliffs.