Otatso Wetlands 40 nights to sit and listen to that midnight train to memphis

her tone gave him pause, but he only smiled in return, shaking his head. "no need," he responded casually. "i told you, it's not a problem. let's get you back to the maplewood." aditya fell into comfortable silence then, threading their path through the swamp. he wondered just what sort of culture moonspear was for her to be so insistent on repaying this supposed debt.

this was morningside. obviously within reason--but they helped others, without much thought of getting something in return. it fell right in line with aditya's values he'd carried with him his entire life.

he glanced over at her, making sure she was still fine, and increased his pace a tad, eager to return home. he did still worry about adding another burden to his pack, but that bridge would be crossed when they arrived. he couldn't have just left her there, right?

can we close this out?