Felltree Marsh Always doubled up inside

He hadn't expected to find Etienne here. Truth be told, Tybault hadn't expected to see him ever again; hadn't wanted to, but at the sight of him, something abruptly shifted. He let out a breath, ears flattening guiltily with the memory of their parting. But he was careful to release any tension he held in his posture, relaxing in an intentional way to show the lack of threat.

He'd seen enough fear to recognize it even in unfamiliar eyes. It'd never been what he wanted.

Hey, Tybault spoke softly, daring a tentative step toward Etienne. Can - uh... can I ask you a question?