‍ ‍ ＊ ‍ 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚎 ‍𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚗.

⠀∗ 𝙻𝙸𝙵𝙴 𝚂𝙷𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳 𝙱𝙴 𝙰𝙱𝙾𝚄𝚃, 𓈒 💀 ⠀⠀⠀ 𝙼𝙾𝚁𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝙽 𝙹𝚄𝚂𝚃 𝚂𝚄𝚁𝚅𝙸𝚅𝙸𝙽𝙶.

“well, for what it’s worth. i can promise now that i won’t leave you again.” he said. firmly. making a promise.

“yes. i want to know.” he said.

“it’s part of it.” small chuckle escaped him as he handed her some of the food. “what was on those radios? tell me what i haven’t been able to hear…”

“i’m sorry…for not responding to you all those years. the radio went dead…raven thought you were dead.” he said. moving to bite into the dry beef bar. supplies. he was starving.

no? if i start talking about it my mind will spiral. we can sit. fire’s warm…

want to talk about it?

believe it or not this is me being positive. why are you up so early?

i hate when this place gets quiet. it means something bad is about to happen… anyone?