Dragoncrest Cliffs See, Winter comes to rule the varied year

in his musing val had forgotten his acquaintance carried food alongside her. he paused and looked her up and down, considering his words carefully. would you eat it? he didn't want to be rude, so hastily tacked on an explanation. the gesture is appreciated, but maybe you could leave it somewhere in one of these dens for you when you come back. you can always contribute to the cache later when you're not so tired. but -- if you insist, the cache is that way and we can drop it off as we go by.

val was at least semi-confident the other leaders would agree with him that taking food from a geriatric was rude. even if she'd offered it in the first place. maleah is this way. he began to trot towards glintwater, stopping mid-stride as he remembered that kheviel limped.