Herbalists' Cache didn't have a dime but i always had a vision

His words seem to pull her from her reverie, and he can only grin for a moment as she rushes toward him, laughing and tearful and just as beautiful as he remembers. The one and only, He manages, a little choked and a little breathless as he embraces her. His smile turns sheepish at her question, and he pulls away slightly to answer her better. Well, about that — I followed you, actually, not long after you left. Too boring at home without you there. But I erm, got sidetracked for awhile. Got roped into leading a pack. And then I fell off a cliff, almost kicked the bucket. He laughs slightly with his last words. I know that sounds crazy. But I'm alright now, and — hey, what have you been up to? I smell pack on you.