She leans in his direction,
her hair sliding down her neck for a former curtain that separates them from the rest.
Her voice contrasts with her gaze, the tone remains calm and familiar.
The boy lose himself in her black pupils
-I'm hungry. So hungry did you not have a piece left?
Two is caught off guard. Logically, she should ask the other man not him for food.
Again his eyes drift in the direction of the two lovebirds.
For once they were lucky.
Although he can't seem to think of anything else but flirting, this guy is the only one of the four to have taken buns during dinner in the castle and put them in his pocket before they fainted.
The Don Juan kindly shared his meager provisions with the three others.
Two has yet to decide if this act of kindness was to put himself in the good graces of the whole band or if he's just being naive.
Two guards his lips shut.
he think that the girl doesn't want a real answer from him.
Like him, she is waiting.
That guess seems correct since she doesn't insist nor does she ask the others if they have still some food.
She sits down, her gaze falling on the moss which shines because of the drops of water on it. The boy has only one question to ask.
-We cross the lake together?
A cold breeze makes the foliage hiss they spend 2 or 3 minutes in this strange atmosphere.
Those in front of Two and the girl don't notice that they've gotten closer.
They may see it but they don't make the connection.
The girl, Follower, smiles into the void. It's almost telepathy as they suddenly understand each other so well.
After the break the group walk again.
The vegetation seems more and more imposing. The trees bend, like leaning giants. He is joined by the girl who for once leaves Princess's company.
She whispers an idea or two to him.
And the boy tells himself that he loves how the wheel turn.