Jade Fern Grove we were caught up and lost in all of our vices

He felt bad once he saw Alarian's reaction. Outlander was finally feeling well enough (mentally, not physically obviously as he was still leaned against a tree) to get a little chipper and it backfired. Nice, jerkwad. He inwardly scolded himself.

Wait. The large male said as he moved to get closer to Alarian. Walk me back? He asked as he lowered his head a bit. I mean...I'm not as great of a walker as I brag about being. A crooked grin settled on his worn face as he looked towards Alarian.

Outlander was well aware that his companion had been smart to come out here after him. He probably would have pushed himself, gone too far, and died had it not been for the voice of the smaller male stopping him. Granted he didn't want to admit that out loud. Yet.