It's still about a day away from Neraw at the pace we're on, given we've had to slow down even more to safely maneuver the winding road up to the hunting village.
Somehow, May has roped Celeste into playing some kind of tea party with herself and Taffy.
Lucas watches this display with a doting, tender smile as he drapes his arm around my shoulders, tugging me close so that he can gently rest his chin atop my head. "Aren't they so cute, Diane?"
I shrug. "Well, of course."
His eyebrows raise, and he turns to me in surprise. "Hahh?! How can you just say that like that's that? Why aren't you feeling it harder? Look at them! Aren't they adorable!?" He demands while gesturing in their direction with a sweeping motion of his hand.
Celeste ducks her head, face reddening from Lucas' gesture and attention.
I gently elbow him.
