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The matter between them seemed to be over as quickly as it had began. He smiled at the nuzzle and felt reassured that his words had fallen into place exactly as he'd wished. She had not misunderstood and he had not undermined any line of authority between them. Things were settling back into their natural place...and he felt relieved that their morning together was not cut short by wounded hearts.

"Well there was a watering hole up ahead that I used to visit in the mornings," he mentioned with a step forward that was meant to prompt her into following. "It's fed by a minor tributary from the mountains alongside us so it's always good and fresh. I guess somewhere in its origin is a pretty sizeable body of water since it would occasionally surprise me with a fish or two as well." As poor a hunter he was he was surprisingly an avid fisherman; thus the reason his body didn't appear prepped for a malnutrition documentary.