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"Who cares?" he said, his voice a low growl. "You would've died."
She still seemed hesitant, looking around at the fog. "That means there's people nearby..'
"I would have been fine," he said flatly. "You shouldn't have risked your life like that."
Cal looked up at Ben with a frown. "We don't know what this is.'
He squinted, making his own food. "No, that doesn't count."
Cal frowned, hesitating. "What is this..?"
His shoulders tightened and he leaned forward a little. "Did you even sleep?"
He tilted her head with a small frown, looking ahead again.
He crossed his arms, frowning at her. "If I wanted you gone I would have said so."
She looked up at him in surprise. "You do?"
His frown deepened as he watched her, offering the can of food that had been cooking. "What do you mean?"
"Let's not be too aggressive yet," Cal said quietly, her brows furrowed. "They haven't done anything."
"You're apologizing for me waking me up," he said slowly, "and not that you almost died."
She squinted at the lights, her brows furrowing slightly.
He squinted at her, raising an eyebrow. "What do you mean?'
She frowned, only squeezing his hand gently.
He was frowning, but gave her a small nod. "I think so."
She frowned slightly, looking down uncertainly. Areyouokayareyouokayareyouokayareokay-
He took of his outer cloak, carefully resting it over her he went to make some food over the fire, adding another log. "You got caught in a...
She squeezed his hand and thought, hoping he could hear her. Are you okay?
