Just a little change

Ah shit, it really seemed she was out cold. Ivy grumbled softly to himself, still applying pressure to the wound. He’d become more gruff in his time alone, but there was still the sensitive boy under everything. Soft boy, heart of a lion and all. The yelp was enough to startle him, eyes going wide. She was awake. She was awake? So it seemed. Good to know that she wasn’t dead, especially on his watch. That would be guilt he couldn’t handle right now. “Don’t move too quick, think I’ve almost gotten the bleeding under control.” His tone was gentle, despite the rough nature of his voice. So much time without speaking would do that to a man.

She asked where they were, and it took him a moment to consider. “The northeast of Boreas,” it’s a straightforward enough answer. The name of this place? Truthfully, Ivy couldn’t quite remember. He’d been adrift for too long, and managed to lose track. “What happened?” A fair question, in his mind. Though he’s on the smaller side, Ivy is comfortable holding her well enough to tend to the wound, and certainly not shy about it.