Haunted Wood de dragul tău

I could.

That did not feel as fulfilling as what she had admitted to him, but he was only honest.

If given the chance.

If he had to be honest, Issorartuyok did not believe he knew how to make grand gestures of romance. The northerner was a consistent gesture man. He would show small things – things given each day that would build overtime. He did not understand the budding sensation of a crush, or if he had felt something similar. The man would likely not have allowed himself to entertain these emotions, if they had been felt.

For the first time, his head fell below his shoulders.

Meerkat…

I am afraid I do not know how these matters work here, in these lands. I may have done poorly.

Issorartuyok sighed once more, deflating the tension in his shoulders like a forgotten balloon at a children’s party. He felt so out of his element. The chill in the air nipped at his nose and reminded him that they should return to the glacier soon. It would not do well for them to be gone for so long. Issorartuyok trusted Lane, but he did not want her to shoulder the entirety of their shared leadership.

Can I ask you to share your feelings more? Is that something that is acceptable? I may be able to show you… more liking, if we are in agreement.