Redhawk Caldera right now, you're mine

Yes, she admired him very much.

They did not seem particularly older than one or the other. Yet she appreciated his ease in answering and the solidarity. Not to mention the confidence he had in declaring the Caldera home. Had she used that word for it so far?

It mattered not, because it was the same for her.

Even if that odd feeling grew in her chest at his last decleration.

She craned her own neck back into something more comfortable, staring off into the sun warming lands. A bit keen to hide her distant gaze and the emotions within it.

Her voice was suddenly a smaller thing as if they exchanged secrets now. Perhaps they did.

Are you loved by someone?

What was that like? It seemed so awfully a big word in her minimal experience.