Firefly Glen Take you like a drug;

Cole observed the way her eyes sparkled with intrigue, and he couldn’t help but let a small smile touch his lips.

Cole, he introduced himself, his tone steady yet warm. Pleasure, Arnarkla. He watched as she settled comfortably, savoring the last remnants of her meal.

After a moment, he tilted his head slightly, curiosity getting the better of him. Are you from 'round here? he asked, his voice genuine. The glen was a place he knew well, but he was eager to learn about her and the stories she carried with her.