There he goes again with this talk, though it's understandable to worry. With her body, recent fluctuating condition. It was hard to tell what would happen to her next. When would her next relapse be? Could she afford to wait until the next time? How about if it happened in the middle of the battlefield? Still, even with these troubling thoughts. Lyn remained calm as she answered him. Right now, she does not have time to show weakness.
….
By the time they arrived, it was well past midnight, and even the small light source from before had vanished. Lyn felt Rhys grab hold of her waist and hold her up. A deep sigh escaped his lips, "Let's find an inn. Do not complain. There are many traps along this path."
"Okay.." Lyn buried her face in his arms, "Goodnight."
"Oi, don't fall asleep."
Lyn laughed, "I'm joking."
"Don't mess around with me when it's dark. Do you know what I can do to you? Or are you just feigning ignorance?"
