She went back to her tent, while he followed. Though, he definitely hesitated before entering the tent. Well, it's not because he is servile or submissive or anything of the sort. But the girl in front of him had her hair down, which was half dry and half wet. Few strands were even flying here and there with every gust of wind and it was doing things to him which he can't describe.
Well, he can if he focuses on describing the feeling he was feeling at the moment, but nope, he doesn't want to, as right now he is busy distracting himself from this very feeling. After taking a deep breath, he finally entered the tent which was as good as empty, as Suzy had closed the bed and had tied her belongings neatly for the journey. He was about to place his cloak on the ground to create a sitting place, but his cloak was already hanging somewhere else. Left with no choice, he chose to stand while listening to whatever the girl standing in front of him had to say.
