Stone Circle You beside me

It was soon after that he moved to be right by his side, with a hesitant sit and a slouched back. His neck hung loose, and his eyes touched Gunnar's, reverent.

"Yeah," his lips pushed out, his eyes coming to a roll as he crossed through his own thoughts. Then, they snailed their way back to Gunnar. "Caught a crow, stashed a rabbit." He fidgeted and stretched his toes repeatedly to feel the soil. Tense.

He sniffed next, his brows furrowing as he forced out his next though, "so," a pause. Then, he finalized himself to ask, "how you been feelin'?"