[Which is fine. Honestly it's easier when they don't talk - she likes him more, he feels less at risk of decapitation or abandonment. Or maybe he's just kidding himself. Either way, there's something satisfying about the knowledge she's okay.
So for the moment Rhys finally settles down, hunkering exhaustedly in the shade of an old, collapsed shack.]
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So for the moment Rhys finally settles down, hunkering exhaustedly in the shade of an old, collapsed shack.]
Enh. Could be worse, I guess.