Days feel longer without you

Iskra

Find something you can hold on to
Find someone who'll be there for you
'Cause that's all that really matters in the end

Skidding to a stop inside the newest peephole, he glances about at all the assembled offerings. It's a strange array of chocolates. Wary of taking food left out in the jungle, he nonetheless is drawn in by the sweet smells and the merry way they gleam, suggesting nothing nefarious. He reaches out and pockets several, knowing he has few other options anyway with the time ticking down. Already even he can heart her rustling dying down in the readiness for show and tell.

Grunting as he backs out, using Goose as leverage, his flame bird snuffing out with a flcik of his wrist he rises back upright. Running a hand through his hair to reset the mess made from frantic treasure hunting, he grins as he meets her in the central space. "Are you ready to crown me winner?" he begs with a waggle of 'brows, entirely convinced of his own victory. He lays his chosen options out on a nearby rock for full appraisal. His feather, his wicker doll, and his chocolcates. Stepping back with an adjustment to his pack, he beams across at her. "Top that." It's clear invitation for her to present her findings now. He does lean in with some eagerness, expecting maybe she'd found all the things he'd been hoping to.

His eye catches then on the flower in her hair, his grin lightening from competitive smugness to affectionate awe. "Beautiful," he murmurs, not making it clear if he means the flower or just, her.

Find somewhere you can come home to
Find someone that'll die for you
'Cause that's all that really matters in the end