Sleepy Fox Hollow all i can do when the plans break down is stay on my feet

he did not have to be asked twice. especially when there was a gentle edge of relief to know he had not missed something.

it also, admittedly, it felt a bit like a safety blanket to walk alongside somebody else. that ease of camaraderie. he never had to second guess his path or direction when it was wylla or mahler who led him. even emmerich, but ah, she wanted to talk still.

which was fine! fair! truly!

only he felt an awkward shifting of his lips and ears at her words.

i...i think it's neat, when mahler or emmerich want to show me something somewhere. he started with as he swallowed the lump of acid in his throat. but i don't think i wanna do a long trip. off the mountain or anything. for anyone.

he knew that would not make him less! wylla had brought it up first! yet still he wondered if disappointment might still be found in his words.