Sun Mote Copse Southern motherfuckin' Democratic-Republicans!

Nellie was kind enough not to say anything about his awkwardness, which was a relief. He certainly didn't want to dwell on it, which was easier since she didn't mention it, though difficult because she was turning around and heading into the crevice and... well, there her ass was. He sucked in a deep breath and let it free, telling himself he could do this before he followed her in.

They hadn't gone too far before she called out. Her nervousness brought him out of his own and made him smile again (though still a bit stiffly). "Still here," he called back, "We're almost there, just keep going straight ahead." He opened his eyes a crack to see how close they were, taking a moment to wonder just when he'd closed them. They were close, though still had a bit of a ways to go. Truth be told, it wasn't exactly thirty steps. But he knew she would enjoy what they were about to see and he didn't want to give her any reason to turn the adventure down.