Firefly Glen Take you like a drug;

Cole gave a faint nod, recognizing the gratitude wrapped in her single word. "Takk." It was simple, spoken low, but the weight of her thanks lingered in the cool air between them. His gaze met hers for a heartbeat, steady and unwavering, before he moved a step back and lowered himself to sit, easing his massive frame into a silent watchfulness.

Settling his shoulders, he kept his focus on her, waiting as she began to eat, undisturbed. Her cautious approach, her precise movements as she kept him within her line of sight—it all held his attention in quiet regard. There was a patience in his stillness, as if content to just be here, letting her take what she needed, no words necessary.