Redhawk Caldera 'Cause heaven's angels carried her away

Hotah nodded at her answer, relief easing the tightness in his shoulders. He watched her hands carefully, then hesitated—just a beat—before lifting his own.

-Can I ask… something?-

A pause, giving her space to refuse if she wished.

-Your mate.-

He met her eyes, steady and respectful.

-What… happened to all of them?-

No one had spoken of it. And he'd been to wary to ask. But he feels that they are comfortable with each other now, and frankly, he'd like to be of support for her and Tzar.