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He was behind her, stepping carefully and watching her. "This doesn't feel safe."
I'm excited to see it too," he said softly. The path became thin; on one side the rock went straight up, but in the other end was a sheer drop off.
He looked curious, listening thoughtfully. "Like they are in the desert?"
He took her head and continued up the treacherous path.
He seemed nervous, following her up the cold stone. The sky was a bit cloudy. The rock beneath their feat was blue gray, and occasionally there...
They walked for a long time before getting to the base of the mountain. It appeared there was already a sort of path that led up the jagged peaks.
He kissed the top of her head, going quiet as well.
He looked down at her in surprise before slipping his arm over her shoulder. "I'm in love with you too."
He rolled his eyes slightly, shaking his head. "Whatever."
"No," he said stubbornly. "I was generally normal."
He squinted at her. "I was not emo before I was imprisoned."
He frowned. "That doesn't answer the question.."
He hesitated, looking confused but amused at her story. "What is.. emo?"
He rolled his eyes. "I'm a love interest too."
He rolled his eyes. "You're not gonna die."
They started walking, her hand in his. "Soon enough."
He nodded, slipping his bag on. "Yeah. You too?"
He nodded, standing up and packing up their things.
He kissed her temple before stretching. "Mm. Maybe."
He tilted his head slightly, sitting up. "We'll see."
