full moon rising on the waters of my soul
Amun just smiled at Maea’s threat. "Don't worry. Honestly, complain away. I've learned over my many lives not to make offers I can't follow up on." It was a little slip of his tongue, one he didn't even notice as he tried to keep the banter going long enough to get her back to safety.
Luckily, they were almost there: while they still had a long road ahead of them, it was an actual road now, which was far less dangerous than the wilderness. Of course, then she choose to buckle entirely, and it was all he could do to ease her to the ground.
"That's alright. There will be folks along soon enough. You just sit here, and rest, and I'll keep an eye out." He settled in to keep a watchful eye over both her and their surroundings, unwilling to abandon her and knowing he didn't have the strength to carry her for long.
Luckily, they were almost there: while they still had a long road ahead of them, it was an actual road now, which was far less dangerous than the wilderness. Of course, then she choose to buckle entirely, and it was all he could do to ease her to the ground.
"That's alright. There will be folks along soon enough. You just sit here, and rest, and I'll keep an eye out." He settled in to keep a watchful eye over both her and their surroundings, unwilling to abandon her and knowing he didn't have the strength to carry her for long.
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