“What? Oh no.” Genii suddenly felt guilty telling Danivere he’d had such a great sleep... at her expense it seemed.
“I’m sorry, next time you can sleep on me...” face like a tomato. “Uh, I mean lean on me.” He apologised.
“Yeah, we should get going soon actually. The longer we take to get back to the Vardo camp, the angrier Erras is gonna be...” Genii cringed realising the Knight probably wasn’t going to be happy about all the new friends they’d made on this trip either.
Bellah smiled and stepped back from the meat she’d laid out on the ground. “I would borrow your flames?” She asked the fox, giving his flank a brief affectionate stroke.