Hushed Willows Call it post-traumatic, now it's do or die

So sorry to cut this short but is it okay if we fade this?

Reverie nodded, her gratitude in her eyes. You're right, I shouldn't go alone, She conceded softly. Pregnancy had never been kind to her; she had to remember that. Though, she wasn't sure at all who she would ask along.

Thank you, Reverie murmured, gaze drifting in the direction of her den for a moment before returning to Kyrell. I should um - I should get back to Boone. Her tone was apologetic now; leaving her husband alone for any amount of time pained her. Suppose the fever returned? She was suddenly anxious to see Boone again. We'll talk again soon, I promise.