Noctisardor Bypass in the moonlight

she kept a measured distance from him, enough space to let wind chill the air and snow drift between them.

men of his size had always made her feel small in comparison. maybe that was due to their demeanor, or maybe it was because when she was held by them, the weight she carried would lift.

she did not speak, verdant gaze keeping a pointed look forward until the gruff of his voice finally mixed with winter air.

her pace came to a halt, and for a moment she tried to calculate if her was asking out of irritation or curiosity.

"you look like you know where you are going. i don't, so..." she left the sentence unfinished.