It's never the same

Yeah, he had a feeling her inquisitive mind would latch onto that. So he wasn’t really surprised by her reaction. Still. He hid a smile and cuffed her lightly on the shoulder. “Stay, down. Rest that leg, you can explore it tomorrow when I get it open” He told her.

He’d have to work on it for a few hours today. He had a few ideas on how to clear out the stone, and the roots that were woven heavily across the entrance. He wasn’t sure when it had last been opened - probably not in his lifetime. “I suspect I’ll find a cave. With rock.” He said, his voice serious, but there was a hint of teasing in his eyes. He was starting to get an idea of how her mind worked. He knew how exasperated she would be at his lack of imagination.