Noctisardor Bypass delete the microwave

She wasn’t dying, yet Javelina had no intentions of leaving Rivenwood now that she was here. Nor did she plan to leave @Glaukos’s side anytime soon either. She didn’t mind if he mounted her—she welcomed it at every opportunity—but she felt safe from unwanted suitors as long as she was near the bear-like man.

This morning, she fished a fat trout out of a familiar stream and dropped it at his giant feet. Javelina smiled and settled down beside him, tucking all four limbs beneath herself like a loafing cat. She just stared at the side of his face for a moment, thinking a thousand thoughts, voicing none of them.

Then, she did voice one of them, saying, I have a question. Before I ask it, I want you to know there’s no wrong answer.