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Her warmth lingered in the place where  their shoulders had touched, and it was almost enough to distract him from the fact that she didn't believe his lie. He gave her a mock glare, ready to further dodge her gentle prodding into his thoughts with some teasing retort, but then she was on her feet, walking away and urging him to follow. It was an invitation he found he was completely unable to refuse.

He quickly trotted to her side, brushing his fur against hers as he moved. Alright, he said, a smile returning to his lips. You tell me why you're awake, and then maybe I'll give you a better answer in return, he offered. And it was the truth; he would tell her his story if that was truly what she wanted, especially if it would delay her returning to the others.