Date: 2009-04-13 06:32 pm (UTC)
"Aye," he agrees. "Not that the woods aren't without their oddities anyway."

He sees the chill on her skin and smiles a bit as he reaches down to throw what blanket he can over their legs. There's leaf litter clinging to the back of the fabric, but that's alright. They're not on that side.

"Though I'm going to want the rest of my breakfast soon," he warns.

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