Redhawk Caldera I bet they've never had a broken heart

It took Fig a moment to realize what she was talking about, but he smiled when it clicked. Of course, he'd been leading Fenn around since she'd lost her sight when they were children. To be fair, though, it had formerly been he who had followed her before that had happened. He thought of the day she'd lead him away from the den when they'd been told not to leave it. She'd gotten him into so much trouble back then. Was it messed up that he missed it?

"I suppose. I just picture myself giving orders and everyone rolling their eyes and going about their business," he told her, narrating a daydream he had more often than he ought, "Perhaps I'll need to find myself some muscle to do the enforcing for me." He bumped his shoulder against hers, wondering if that was a job she'd jump at.