The Sentinels there's a black crow sitting across from me

unable to find anymore words, he seemed to understand what she'd said, dalia merely leaned forwards to touch his shoulder lightly with her nose. it was meant to be comforting and reassuring, but she was unsure how it'd come across. velen and saucy always seemed more tangible, ford did not seem that way. but she meant the same thing by it. 

and then offered to fish, and the girl nodded calmly, still with no words. she could stand a hunt, and fishing always came more naturally to her than real hunting did. she waited for him to set off, and then she would follow after him.