Hoshor Plains I Wear My Sins On My Sleeves

Donovan nods silently. He understands when someone is in a bad place. He will allow him this chance to escape Donovan’s merciless hold on him. He won’t pry any longer. One thing he won’t do is let him head back on his own.

“Very well. Let’s head back then.” His words are smooth, soft. He doesn’t question him any more.

As Colin pads back to the pack Donovan stays a comfortable few steps behind him. He wants to give him space, yet let him know he’s there. They take their journey back in relative silence. Donovan’s continues to give him space.