Dragoncrest Cliffs all hours we chilling and maxing the flow

he did not think he recognized the boy fully. not in the way he should have.

a softly squinted gaze, but his hunger and loneliness destined him to set any wariness aside. this was sapphique. the bear's rage did not reach him here, this other boy did not meet him with scorn. or worse — an abundance of pity.

'pose... he eyed the fish. wondering if it was bad form to devour as much as he could handle. maybe he should have passed it along to sword.

guess dis jus' a test 'fore i pirated. seems i ain't be fit for it as i t'ink.

slowly he began to eat.