Honeyed Pasture Chasing the wind

Sounds good. ^^

It was an imbalance, but surely they would someday come to learn more about one another and correct that. For how long that might take no one could be sure, but Alastor believed he’d not stop until his goal was met. For the two to possess a decent understanding of one another, as well as know what to say or do in certain situations. For now, however, he’d settle for resting. The moment his suggestion had been supported, the Greek smiled and turned, and hadn’t stopped again until a shelter was found. There they would rest for the night and then continue onward in the morning.