[ He doesn't jump or move when he feels her fingers at his back. There is still an undercurrent of tension, the result of days, months and years holed up over maps and texts and letters. Night's spent on the back of a wyvern and sleeping on the ground.
It's a collection of his bad, late night choices. ]
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[ He doesn't jump or move when he feels her fingers at his back. There is still an undercurrent of tension, the result of days, months and years holed up over maps and texts and letters. Night's spent on the back of a wyvern and sleeping on the ground.
It's a collection of his bad, late night choices. ]