{ the mention of the garden releases some tension on his shoulders and she'll surely feel him relax if only briefly. the pit had been a surprise he didn't expect after just arriving, and having someone offer to care for him has taken him aback, enough to have him loosen. }

I had a fever dream once. We do dream. It's more vivid, almost like here. I kept dreaming of going back to New Orleans to retire to my books. There's no judgement in gardening, only a gentle companion. Maybe I should revisit that dream.

{ he's not sure why he's confessing it, only that the horizon is feeding off his strange emotion. he also needed a moment before answering claire. there's a frostbite of shame, one that hadn't been there with daniel opposing his every word (rightfully). he reaches up to his cheek, finds the bumps of the claw mark fading. he feels it underneath his skin. he frowns. }

I didn't eat anyone in the... It's been mostly animals in the woods even before I got taken. Small enough. I've been told there are blood wines made of animal I might be able to get delivered to Solvunn. It will do.