Emberflame Ridge and i don't wanna get in your way

the word 'prayers' echo hollowly in his chest, so much that he almost spurns the sentiment. but he realizes it for it was: a sentiment and one that did not come from a bad place. a quiet muttering of thanks is given, barely audible; hesitant to touch anything that felt like God.

i vill pass that along. thank you for your time. he keeps moving before giving up and circling back to @Skaigona where he gives her the rundown of the interaction.