[closed] it's not the long walk home that will change this heart

[onlyhymns]

WHO: Cade, Nari, a healer at the end (Sam?)
WHAT: a camping trip turned awkward family reunion
WHEN: sometime in Guardian w/e
WHERE: the easternmost edge of the Planasene forest
NOTES: warning for violence, discussion of self-harm and sexual abuse of a child

Between the flu, the fire, and Kit's passing, things have been rough lately. One of the few boons of Cade's excommunication from the Templars has been an abundance of freedom, with which, until recently, he had no idea what to do.
But sometimes one just needs to get out of the city. Not on a special mission or anything serious, just a little hunting trip, a pocket of time spent in the quiet isolation of nature. It's the one thing he missed from his time in the Hinterlands, and perhaps it's time to do it again.

Nari is invited, for her particular losses, and for her help throughout the flu. She looked out for him, and he's worried what she might do if left alone in the wake of her grief. Perhaps it's best if they both remove themselves for a while.

In separate tents, of course.

It's on the edge of the Planasene where they finally make a less temporary camp, setting up to stay for a few days by a small creek in a grove well-insulated from the still sharp winter winds. It's early morning, and the horses are lazing tethered to a tree, content to spend the day eating grass and rolling in whatever dust is nearby.
Cade is preparing for the day, sitting by the fire and sharpening his arrows, waiting for Nari to join him so they can cast out.

Comments

[nadasharillen]

"Ah, and so I die, killed by my own blade," Nari says ruefully, hand reaching to grip at her chest. It's mostly a joke. She's relaxed enough now that the day catches up with her all at once, and the hand at her chest rises to cover a yawn.

"Mmh. Should probably get some rest. Staying?" she asks, scooting to curl at the head of the bed. Her family had always slept in close enough quarters that it's natural enough to share. "I don't snore. Or if I do, Sina was forgiving enough to suffer through it without mentioning it."

[samahl]

Cyril looks a little sad at the mention of her and Sina, but he doesn't comment on it. "I think I'll go check on Sam, but you take up as much space as you need, and stay for as long as you like. Consider what is mine yours." He offers her a smile as he moves to let her get comfortable in the bed.

"At least for now," he adds, teasing her a bit with it.

[nadasharillen]

As he teases her, Nari cheekily stretches her limbs out to take up as much of the bed as possible. "When you come back I'll be covered in makeup," she says, "and it will have been applied horribly, and you'll regret having said that."

Her smile shrinks to a small soft one, and the expanded elf contracts back to her previous curl, pulling the blankets over herself. "Thank you," she says quietly, "for everything."