[ Abel isn't quite used to walking on sand, but he's able to follow well enough, leaning into the hold Jeremiah has on his hand whenever he feels uncertain about his footing. He misses the warmth of the fire as they step out to their path, but he just picks up the pace to keep up with Jeremiah's long strides, pressing his shoulder against his bicep as they walk.
At the question he flusters a little, harder to see with the dimmer light, but the sly smile that breaks out promsies there's got to be a story to go with it. And while there very much is, he doesn't jump on the chance to spill the details. ]
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At the question he flusters a little, harder to see with the dimmer light, but the sly smile that breaks out promsies there's got to be a story to go with it. And while there very much is, he doesn't jump on the chance to spill the details. ]
Oh, it's been great. What about for you?