Giving him nothing more than an arched brow about the ‘stealing’, she continued to scratch along Sol’s jaw – the fatigue beginning to set in. The suggestion, pragmatic as it was, wasn’t going to be fought. Another day settled and something shaping for the future. “Okay,” and she yawned again, shaking her head and finishing off her treat. There’d be other moments for Atheneum searching or meandering through other portions of the world; they had much to be content with for the long stretch of time. “Let’s head back.” She’d have to collect Mittens, pouting over in the corner, and Zavien would have to fend off another height reeling onslaught of the skyports – but there were far greater things ahead, regardless.
[FIN]
[FIN]
Lena
