Duskfire Glacier i'm cauterizing the veins you lacerate

Sega felt her press firmer, and his tail gave one slow sweep behind them. His brow lifted, conspicuous and questioning at the mountain-born man.
You… know cousin? he asked, head canting. His gaze slid past them both, up to the northernmost mountain— cold, empty now. I do not know. Maybe… back to Big Sky. With husband. Children.
His words were blunt, quiet, but there was a weight in them as his eyes came back down. She… fear other mountain people.
Then his golden gaze dropped to Svana at his side, softer for a heartbeat. Something clear passed between them. Not a question, not a claim. Just knowing. They were together. And he smiled.