Aftermath

Walk | Talk | Think

In silence, the night crept up on them. She had failed to notice at first, just merely relaxing and enjoying the peace of having someone nearby while not feeling obligated to carry on a conversation that would have been pointless and tiring. But eventually her mismatched eyes and drifted upward and over to the trees and she spotted the new length and lean of their shadows, the indicator that the sun was beginning its decent and that, very soon, the chill in the air would become more prominent, colder, and their streamside location would become less than ideal.

She felt the touch of something against her tail and her ears turned slightly in a move of attention before she realized what it was. As it was not uncomfortable she let it slide, closing her eyes as she continued to rest in the fading afternoon light and listen to the gentle current of the stream as it continued along its path beside them. Her ears turned to listen as he thanked her, to which she only replied with a gently murmured, "Mm," and nothing more. No point in saying anything else; there was still plenty of time for him to back out of the challenge and prove to her that she had been right all along.

Eventually the chill in the air did become more prominent, and after a delayed second she offered up a little suggestion masked within a harmless phrase. "It's getting cold. Not good after a dip in the stream." Likely it would have done good for Klypso to take shelter somewhere before the cold could fully creep in and under his coat, if it was still wet. But it was his choice. She was not going to press it.