Swiftcurrent Creek you never thought we'd go to war, after all the things we saw

Preening brown and yellow leaves from plants. That’s all that was required of him—he felt grateful as such. “I think I can handle that,” he offered—he knew next to nothing about plants and herbs… Only the basics in which had been used upon him to fix him up in his time of need.

At her teasing beratement of being charming, he offered an idle snort: “I can’t turn the charm up too high,” he smirked. “We’d be overrun if I did.”

In truth, he was the last person who should have been out looking to buffer their numbers. But if she was out and about—his features softened a moment, brows knitting in unspoken worry. “Maybe take someone with you when you go? Or try not to go too far alone..”

It probably went without saying. There was no way Arric would ever let her go too far without him.